Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black America, artist - Broadway. Date of issue: 01.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Black America |
| I can’t even walk to the store now… |
| I can’t even get a bag of skittles! |
| I can’t even ball at the park |
| No more working on my crossover to the middle now |
| Nowadays I’m looking over shoulders |
| Nowadays I’m scared of getting shot! |
| Naw I ain’t talking bout the dealers and my niggas man |
| Nowadays I’m talkin bout the cops! |
| Nowadays I’m feeling like a nigga! |
| Naw I ain’t say «nigga», I said «nigga»! |
| Nowadays they choking us to death! |
| This is modern day slavery |
| I’m tryin’a paint a picture! |
| Tell me how to get away with murder |
| How could you just kill a man? |
| We bout to take it down to Florida |
| So we can ask George Zimmerman! |
| What’s going on in the world? |
| Man, I don’t even know |
| But I’m feelin' like they tryin’a kill us all |
| But I’m here to let ‘em know |
| We gon' paint the city red now |
| Red now |
| Promise we gon' tear it down |
| Paint the city red |
| We gon' tear it up |
| Tear it up! |
| Black America! |
| Officer I can’t breath |
| And I ain’t got no weapons or no tricks up up my sleeve |
| Man the government, they slow |
| And no the TV ain’t control |
| That’s why they thew it on the news |
| Just for everyone to see. |
| (god damn!) |
| I ain’t even mad at the cop! |
| I’m mad at my people |
| Why did everybody watch? |
| Yeah we had ‘em outnumbered |
| How come ain’t nobody stopped it? |
| Bet you if he sold a brick you’d be quick to pull the chopper! |
| BLAKA! |
| BLAKA! |
| BLAKA! |
| Damn the world is really getting cold |
| Get a gun and a badge |
| Niggers really getting bold |
| We’re getting to smart |
| They gotta keep us in control |
| That’s what Willie Lynch told em |
| «Nigga you ain’t even know!» |
| I’m just saying… |
| Tell me how to get away with murder |
| How could you just kill a man? |
| I bet you Officer Pantaleo… |
| He would’ve asked George Zimmerman! |
| What’s going on in the world? |
| Man, I don’t even know |
| But I’m feelin' like they tryin’a kill us all |
| But I’m here to let ‘em know |
| We gon' paint the city red now |
| Red now |
| Promise we gon' tear it down |
| Paint the city red |
| We gon' tear it up |
| Tear it up! |
| Black America! |
| I can’t breath! |
| Officer I can’t… |
| I can’t breath please! |
| I can’t… |
| I can’t… |
| …breath… |
| Damn it’s like I grew up on the corner |
| Hood so hot |
| It’s like I grew up in a sauna! |
| Gotta be on good behaviour when I show up for your honour |
| Petty case |
| But you treat me like I grew the coke your honour |
| God damn! |
| Ya’ll the ones who gave this shit to me! |
| And we ain’t got no resources to grow it in the street |
| What? |
| I’m supposed to say, «No»? |
| When a nigga gotta eat? |
| You gon' turn him to a monster in the belly of the beast |
| God damn! |
| Nigga better respect mine! |
| Promise I won’t hesitate to reach that 9! |
| Got the money for the lawyer, nigga! |
| I been saving up! |
| Man I guarantee that I won’t even see that time! |
| I’m just saying… |
| I know I can get away with murder! |
| I know I can kill a man! |
| Shit, black people been killing each other for years! |
| We ain’t got to ask George Zimmerman! |
| NAH! |
| What’s going on in the world? |
| Man, I don’t even know |
| I’m feelin' like they tryin’a kill us all |
| But I’m here to let ‘em know |
| We gon' paint the city red now |
| Red now |
| Promise we gon' tear it down |
| Paint the city red |
| We gon' tear it up |
| Tear it up! |
| Black America! |