| Do you feel like drowning
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| Walk around black in a world trapped
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| Feeling surrounded
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| Life’s (?) hard as quicksand trying to get out of it
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| Heart and soul like a pot of gold
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| Do you feel like you found it? |
| (Naw)
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| Feel like you grounded? |
| (Naw)
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| Nope
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| Feel the doubt
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| Can’t get a smile so image of frown
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| And with a bow twenty niggas around
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| Standing 'round all my niggas around me
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| Crew all grew up in the same surrounding
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| These niggas wyling
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| Next door they was dialing 9−11
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| When its getting violent you can hear the sirens go
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| Something that now I know
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| Either man you gotta go
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| When they hit the block, when you hear the pop
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| Niggas is adios
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| Gotta be out your mind truth
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| So how do you shine with all of that dark inside of you
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| Hoping better days will find you
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| Don’t see a change coming
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| They say they wanna change up
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| Hey ey ey
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| Its like officer, officer
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| What have you done
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| How many apples can spoil a bunch
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| You just need one
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| So if you can’t stand up
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| When fellow officers shoot a kid with they hands up
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| I don’t know who we can trust
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| Middle fingers both hands
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| Jammed in handcuffs
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| Seems like a war on us all its a manhunt
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| (?) no land of the free
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| Can’t even go stand on the street
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| Without getting runned up on
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| With red and blue lights with two white cops
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| Already ready to pull triggers on sight
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| Or on who might just so happen to have black skin
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| They act now the same as they did back then
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| Back when
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| All for one, one for all
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| Had to show them all
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| Fuck you, fuck your law, and fuck your protocol
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| This never ending war we’ve all seen this scene before
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| Try to change and get the same results
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| Whites
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| Yeah
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| Why they talking my flow?
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| Why they robbing our glow?
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| Out here robbing our soul
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| Out here outta control
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| (?) been crying no more |