| David, David Banner | 
| David- | 
| Not the way I planned it | 
| Oh, no, no (Oh) | 
| If you could only know my feelings (Yeah) | 
| Then you would know how much | 
| Look (Hey) | 
| Fuck all that protestin' and marchin' peacefully (Yeah) | 
| They still gon' find a way to handle us egregiously (Oh) | 
| Legally, if I may get this shit up off my mind now (Now) | 
| We born in the battlefield, can’t call no timeout (Yeah) | 
| Every time now, it’s another one of us lyin' out (Hey) | 
| Cryin' out, «I can’t breathe"until he dies out (Oh, no) | 
| Make me at myself, what would you die about? | 
| I doubt if a nigga been bangin' since junior high | 
| Let 'em fly, opposition resemblin' you and I (Sheesh) | 
| Racist cracker, give a fuck about it (Give a fuck about it) | 
| They never will 'til they start pickin' up a couple bodies (Couple bodies) | 
| When we got killed, well, there’s some hours, scattered rain shower | 
| The pain hurt (Oh) but the cold heart, fact of the matter, it’s gettin' worse | 
| (What else do you want? There’s so much pain on me) | 
| Damn, if I could wish upon a star | 
| I’ll send a special bullet everywhere you hateful bastards are | 
| (What else do you want? Please don’t hate on me) | 
| Pull a string like a Gibson guitar, 'way from afar | 
| (What else do you want? There’s so much pain on me) | 
| Slow motion watch it enter your temple and exit your jaw, hmm | 
| Send you all to Hell with a scar, a conversation piece | 
| (What else do you want? Please don’t hate on me) | 
| Hope it maybe leads to a joke when you and Satan speak | 
| Yeah, you patronizin' us, we waitin' patiently | 
| Well, you’ll prolly get your life to trade a day with me | 
| Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (Sheesh) | 
| Had extended clips before skinny jeans (Yeah) | 
| Now bow and arrows at cop cars with kerosene | 
| That’s how I’m feelin' | 
| How it feel for me (That's how I’m feelin') | 
| To be all alone (That's how I’m feelin', shoot) | 
| All alone (Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') | 
| How it feel for me (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin') | 
| To be all alone (Shoot) | 
| All alone (Now fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') | 
| How it feel | 
| I had a dream me and King saw Zimmerman (Zimmerman) | 
| We laid low, masked up in a rental van (Rental van) | 
| He killed a child, body was stiff and twisted, man | 
| A mother cried, only one way to fix it, man | 
| How long 'fore the people in the street get tired of the evil, say «Fuck that»? | 
| (Fuck that) | 
| How long will they kneel to heel of the state with a foot in the face 'fore | 
| they bust back? | 
| (Bust back) | 
| Won’t be long 'fore agents of the state get ate like steak 'cause the people | 
| too strong (Too strong) | 
| Rapture’s comin' one Sunday, it’s blood by Monday, I promise I won’t be long | 
| (It won’t be long) | 
| Lame nigga, same nigga, found out crackers had money on his head | 
| Lame nigga, same nigga, callin' me like, «Michael, I’m scared» | 
| I, hug that nigga like Michael did Fredo | 
| Kept it G like my K tho | 
| Excessive force, leave a nigga no choice but a nigga better shoot his shot, | 
| fatal (Fatal) | 
| Bad boy, bad boy, tell me what you gon' do when the police kill your mama? | 
| (Your mama) | 
| Fuck that, I follow Obama when he kill the crackers that killed Breonna | 
| (Breonna) | 
| I take that charge, stick out my chest, confess to judge, «Your Honor» | 
| (Your Honor) | 
| I’m the truth, my ancestors pray for your honor and fuck your mama | 
| How it feel for me (That's how I’m feelin') | 
| To be all alone (That's how I’m feelin', shoot) | 
| All alone (Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') | 
| How it feel for me (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin') | 
| To be all alone (Shoot) | 
| All alone | 
| How it feel | 
| 'Til the brawl finished, but we all been in | 
| Niggas superhero, can you call in it? | 
| In an' out problems, never solved any | 
| But we got the work down to Albany | 
| Keep a long order, it’s a tall order | 
| Murder after murder, people y’all killing’s | 
| Our aunts, uncles, our grandchildren | 
| Can’t ask for it, gotta take that shit | 
| Ain’t no repentance, eye for an eye, we want our vengeance | 
| Life for a life, he kill your fiancée, kill his wife | 
| Same for his father, generations of sons and daughters | 
| It’s hard to stomach, they say I sound like Ali Mohammed | 
| I say you got me, we livin' under these fuckin' Nazis | 
| What you expected? | 
| People riot, then you respect it? | 
| And a split decision, gotta pick a side with this division | 
| But we ain’t fit for livin', we can’t protect our women and children | 
| Man, we get sick, that Jake gon' give us some Clorox as Penicillin (Ha) | 
| Experimentin' in Tuskegee, showed me you would deceive me (Forreal) | 
| As the city burned down and the night fall | 
| '96 Impala, we just bouncin' like it’s ball | 
| This ain’t the '90s, and the youngings, I ain’t scared, y’all | 
| The water boys, they might shoot back at the red dawgs (Oh) | 
| I tell 'em plot plans, strategize, organize (Yeah) | 
| Immobilize a secret army and stay unified | 
| How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) | 
| (That's how I’m feelin') | 
| To be all alone | 
| (That's how I’m feelin', all alone, shoot) | 
| All alone, yeah | 
| (Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') | 
| How it feel for me | 
| (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin') | 
| (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) | 
| To be all alone (Shoot) | 
| (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) | 
| All alone | 
| (Now fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') | 
| How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) | 
| (I mean the truth is) | 
| To be all alone | 
| (I'm a human, you a human, skin color aside, riddle me this) | 
| All alone, yeah (How dare I speak pace to a manic?) | 
| How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) | 
| (The fuck does that make me? I mean, you motherfuckers can bend your knees man) | 
| To be all alone (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) | 
| (Fold your hands and your Bibles and pray as much as you motherfuckin' want but) | 
| All alone | 
| The art of not fightin' back was brought to us by Christianity | 
| That was given to us by our oppressor | 
| So you continue to follow that, you continue to follow them | 
| I be goddamned | 
| I tell you what, nigga, you see me down bad, motherfucker on my ass | 
| Nigga, don’t fail me, nigga, help me, nigga | 
| I’m tellin' you that, nigga, while I’m right here, nigga | 
| Nigga, I’d do the same for you | 
| No cap, nigga | 
| That bullshit ain’t 'bout nothin' |