Lyrics Young Black Boy - Add-2, Jamila Woods

Young Black Boy

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Born in the ghetto, we sayin' hello to hell
Rebellin' black decadents know the rebellers well
Came from the dirt so I can shovel it well
Wear it on my heart like a medal or lapel
Food and liquor stores on the corner
Walkin' by the door bein' watched by the owner
Tryna buy milk, short by a quarter
Hope he let it slide cause he know we tryna get by
Good hood nigga with a conscience
Tryna make sense goin' through the nonsense
Sayin' sink or swim, tryna stay above the rim
And we watch Kyle Watsons flip the Flip Johnsons
Playground legends would post on the block
As for The Rock, still post on the block in they ad for The Rock
How ironic, don’t you think?
I just want a shot, not talkin' ‘bout a drink
Pardon my candor, can it be kids like me don’t see Stanford
Think we big dummies like the son of Fred Sanford
Life full of questions, we just searching for the answers
And all I’m hearing is
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Know where you’re going?
Know where you’re going?
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Know where you’re going?
Know where you’re going?
Do you know where you’re going?
Do you know where you’re going, know where you’re going?
Do you know where you’re going?
Do you know where you’re going, know where you’re going?
Mama say a prayer for us
And everyone who run with us
My brother wasn’t thuggin' so
Damn right, I was scared than a muh'
Let’s go back, rewind some
Street life shine, the moonlight’s the night sun
Niggas on trees, never seen one climb one
Go against my will then you might wanna write one
I was on the scene, had my first gun at thirteen
Scared to pull the trigger but these niggas they ain’t scared to kill me
Swimmin' up shit’s creek, like a frat when I paddle it
Through the city where they throwin' caps like a graduate
Me and my friends runnin' from fate
Death doin' his job, he never late
Yo no rush, take your time, thoughts runnin' in the mind of a
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Know where you’re going?
Know where you’re going?
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Know where you’re going?
Know where you’re going?
Black boy fly, your dreams so high
It be sometimes a daily fight
But don’t give up, you’ll rise above
The powers be but you’ll be free
Little black child
How I love to see your little black smile
Searchin' for love in a world that don’t care for you
Neglected by all the people who should be there for you
The children of crack, children of rap
Hoop dreams that play they couldn’t dribble with that
See it’s bad luck reflection doesn’t mirror you back
If you forget that we kids, just remember you black
See that means you great, that means you smart
That means they give you nothing, make it to art
See we tryna live it up as long as the Lord let us
Never live forever so we tryna live better
Dream chasers until the dreamers start to chase us
Same things that break our spirits somehow make us
To the future fathers please do me this one favour:
Raise your seeds better than they raised us, please
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Know where you’re going?
Know where you’re going?
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Young, black, young black boy do you
Know where you’re going?
Know where you’re going?
This I know, for your brown eyes tell me so
Original, remember you come from gold
Don’t forget your dreams are their biggest threat
So know where you’re going, know where you’re going
Do you know where you’re going, know where you’re going?
Do you know where you’re going, know where you’re going?
You wanna hear a joke?
You ready?
Black love
Get it?