Lyrics Black Man In America - Redman, Pressure

Black Man In America

We will be here forever
Do you understand?
Forever and ever and ever and ever
Hey, this black man made it in America
Basketball and rap attract kids to get the hell out the area
Nowadays, niggas kill when you get ahead of them
So I back-track and get 'em some act right
'Cause they confused the rap life for a trap life
Mentally, I ain’t rap tight
You fuck with me, your situation turn to Roy Jones' last fight
This money music, that mean you get offended
These words like liquor when I’m bartending
Mama taught me well, she hold a hammer for me
She pray for me when I get it, it’s mandatory (Mandatory)
Call me Big Unc and I’ll cosign ya
Bankrolls, rolling blunts, I’ll be your role model
Drug addicts go cold chicken
They veins pop out, they say, «Red, feed me what I ain’t gettin'»
I can get in my car and get out
And the same song is on when I get back in and get out
Check my archives, my stage show is like a bar fight
You want it, had to write Sean Price
I’m a legend, don’t call me old-school
I move niggas like they building in a Whole Foods
And you gotta be ready for drama
Especially, when bloods and crips is livin' by your mama, I’m breathless
Reality speaking, dem all baby
Legendary, man ah bust it from the 80s
Dem fi know me head sicker than rabies
Black in America, yeah, don’t play me
When we ah step, dem swear see ah di navy
Revolution kick off like inna '80
Dem fi know me head sicker than rabies
Black in America, yeah, just pay me
Hey, this black man made it in America
Facts, my blood kill live rats
I’m one like a snowflake
Abstract, that’s why I take her to that Mad Max
And I grew up across from cemetery
That’s why my commentary sound like your obituary
Grown man talk, we got our Denzel on
I told LL I’m just getting warm (Nigga, haaa)
Nigga, tristate, when niggas dying over bullets or they prostate
And cops against blacks never gon' migrate
I ain’t gettin' shot, they try to pull me over, I turn it to a car chase
These little kids in the gang violence
Artists gettin' called hip-hop but they ain’t rhyming
Ya’ll voted for 'em, now they a rockstar
I feel like a black film tryna get an Oscar
God, forgive me for my sins
You dealt me these cards so I’m gon' play it to win
And I’m tryna get forty more haters
So I can sign 'em on to the «Reggie, I hate 'em but glad he made it»,
I’m breathless
Reality speaking, dem all baby
Legendary, man ah bust it from the 80s
Dem fi know me head sicker than rabies
Black in America, yeah, don’t play me
When we ah step, dem swear see ah di navy
Revolution kick off like inna '80
Dem fi know me head sicker than rabies
Black in America, yeah, just pay me
Hey, this black man made it in America
Can you believe how I did it?
I had faith and had God as my witness
I couldn’t just be an artist, I had to learn the business
And haters on the side, they tried to sell me wolf tickets
But I’m still relevant, me and rap, we got a life sentence
Success is like a bank loan, it’s hard to get
I worked hard for everything, I wasn’t offered it
And it’s up to me to show my babies how to be a boss
I teach 'em how to win, but also how to take a loss
And education is key but nowadays
I’d advise you to learn a trade and not depend on a college degree
I sold drugs but I don’t have no story to tell
'Cause music always was my life, Patti LaBelle
As long as I love, you get honor and dedication
And fuck the media interrogating, I’m breathless
You see it on the news, you see it on social media
But when you a black man in America
It’s very scary and terrifying, believe me
Sometimes I wonder
Will there ever be equality for a black man in America
I doubt it