| Oh no, oh no | 
| Oh no, oh no, oh no | 
| Oh no, oh no, oh no | 
| Oh no, oh no, oh no | 
| Oh no, oh no, oh no | 
| I wake up feeling like I am the coldest nigga breathing | 
| Look in the mirror like, «God damn,» I know they wanna be him | 
| I wake up feeling like I am the realest nigga walking | 
| So watch your step and watch that shit you’re talking, okay? | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| So watch the shit that you say, okay? | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| So watch the shit that you say | 
| On 65 I tell the truth, no lies | 
| (I tell the truth no lies) | 
| The sheets and crosses turned to suits and ties | 
| (They turn to suits and ties) | 
| In Black America, can you survive? | 
| (How well do you survive?) | 
| They made a nuisance once the noose is tied | 
| (Soon as the noose was tied) | 
| We gentrified, we victimized, we fighting for survival | 
| (Survival) | 
| No hopes and dreams, just leave us be, we leanin' on the bible | 
| They preyin' on us, prayin' for a better day tomorrow | 
| Hide the fear behind this here bravado | 
| (Oh) | 
| I wake up feeling like I am the coldest nigga breathing | 
| Look in the mirror like, «God damn,» I know they wanna be him | 
| I wake up feeling like I am the realest nigga walking | 
| So watch your step and watch that shit you’re talking, okay? | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| So watch the shit that you say, okay? | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| So watch the shit that you say | 
| Okay | 
| We black skinheads for real, was bred to kill | 
| (Was born and bred to kill) | 
| Been leavin' niggas hangin', what you sayin'? | 
| (What are you saying) | 
| Don’t shake my hand unless you’re passin' payment | 
| (Passing my payment) | 
| Keep your salutations, need my forty acres | 
| (Why why why) | 
| Why they hate us? | 
| Why they want to rape us for our culture? | 
| They greet, defeat us, bleed us, then they leave us for the vultures | 
| They break the brilliant off with millions, tryna to break their focus | 
| More tan the man, the more alone and hopeless | 
| I wake up feeling like I am the coldest nigga breathing | 
| Look in the mirror like, «God damn» I know they wanna be him | 
| I wake up feeling like I am the realest nigga walking | 
| So watch your step and watch that shit you’re talking, okay? | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| So watch the shit that you say, okay? | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) | 
| So watch the shit that you say | 
| Okay |