| Pushed me to my limit like a foreign when you rent it
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| I ain’t going, cuz they know I was born, not sworn in it
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| Not to mention that I’m still war torn and tormented
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| Recorded this just to vent, I been chilling out for a minute
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| Not a activist, I’m a realist, could care less if you don’t feel this
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| Fed up, that food for thought that they feeding us ain’t fulfilling
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| How we supposed to want peace when we the ones that they killing
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| Kaepernick wasn’t nothing like Officer Chauvin kneeling
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| Learned about Dr. King, but then I saw Rodney King
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| Why can’t we just get along, all we got is a dream
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| Reality is I’m Black, so that mean a lot of things
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| I’m feared, I’m scared, I’m scarred, I’m strapped, nahmean
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| Far more likely to get killed by someone that look just like me
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| It’s hard beating the odds with all these demons I’m fighting
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| Police see me get frightened, wanna read me my rights
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| Don’t get me wrong, tryna put it all in a song
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| They done pushed me to my limit like a foreign when you rent it
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| I ain’t going, cuz they know I was born, not sworn in it
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| Not to mention that I’m still war torn and tormented
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| Recorded this just to vent, I been chilling out for a minute
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| And they done pushed me to my limit like a foreign when you rent it
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| I ain’t going, cuz they know I was born, not sworn in it
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| Not to mention that I’m still war torn and tormented
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| Recorded this just to vent, I been chilling out for a minute
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| I got a daughter and they abducting lil' girls without warning
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| News barely report it, but who am I to ignore it?
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| They too busy brainwashing us, distract us from the fact
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| That they ain’t offering us help, thanks officers
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| Choke us out and then tell us the autopsy said COVID
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| Genocide slash civil war, y’all thought this was over?
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| Skeptical of the protests when corporations promote it
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| Had some hope but they stole it, our reparations condolences
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| Don’t mean to sound bitter, once you consider
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| I ran up a million dollars and guess what, I’m still a nigga
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| Beat a criminal case, gotta settle out on a civil
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| If I ever told you I love you, whatever I got I’ll give you
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| But they done pushed me to my limit like a foreign when you rent it
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| I ain’t going, cuz they know I was born, not sworn in it
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| Not to mention that I’m still war torn and tormented
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| Recorded this just to vent, I been chilling out for a minute
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| But they done pushed me to my limit like a foreign when you rent it
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| I ain’t going, cuz they know I was born, not sworn in it
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| Not to mention that I’m still war torn and tormented
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| Recorded this just to vent, I been chilling out for a minute
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| I got a voice, and I know I might lose it if I don’t use it
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| Fell out of love with music, afraid of my own influence
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| Still ain’t got much to say, I’m in a state of confusion
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| Gotta start with myself if I wanna make an improvement
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| I don’t make all the rules, but I don’t make no excuses
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| I don’t think things gone change, at least not anytime soon
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| Shit, we been looting and marching before I got here
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| They still shooting, we the targets, no it’s not fair
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| I watch the news, read them articles, it don’t stop there
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| Killing our own kind, really they don’t mind
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| We die in these streets or sit in prison a long time
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| Even with a little wisdom and strong mind
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| They done pushed me to my limit like a foreign when you rent it
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| I ain’t going, cuz they know I was born, not sworn in it
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| Not to mention that I’m still war torn and tormented
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| Recorded this just to vent, I been chilling out for a minute
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| But they done pushed me to my limit like a foreign when you rent it
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| I ain’t going, cuz they know I was born, not sworn in it
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| Not to mention that I’m still war torn and tormented
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| Recorded this just to vent, I been chilling out for a minute
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| «This is the streets talking for themselves. |
| They don’t NEED me right now.
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| I kept my mouth shut. |
| And I’ll STILL keep my mouth shut. |
| But don’t think that
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| my silence is complicit.» |