Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Man In America, artist - Redman.
Date of issue: 12.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |