3 Fifs

Lyrics

[Intro] You treat me like a (censored) Black person! You're gonna get sprayed! [James Baldwin] I'm terrified at the moral apathy, the death of the heart, which is happening in my country. These people… have deluded themselves for so long that they really don't think I'm human. I base this on their conduct, not on what they say. And this means that they have become, in themselves, moral monsters [Verse 1: Add-2] Like we always do at this time Still watching niggas die Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder so my eyes can't even cry Don't wonder why, I heard that's just the way it is They spray the block and only kill the kid Can swim a river in these mothers' tears Hide yo wife, nigga, hide yo kids They kill yo dreams and make you live yo fears Here, they push keys, leaders control-alt-delete us In our homes, ain't no food or no fathers either They turning hoopers from shot takers to gun shooters My friends went from drug dealers to drug users Inhale, we in Hell on Earth Worth gold but sold soul, smoke grass, do dirt Unemployed but got work, no correction from facilities Expect to see when 21's the life expectancy Ignorance bliss, broke get a fix, blast the fifth Dip, plead the fifth and drink a fifth, a nigga still three fifths [Chorus: Add-2 (and Malcolm X speech)] A nigga still three fifths A nigga still three fifths A nigga… A nigga still three fifths A nigga still three fifths A nigga… [Verse 2: Add-2] I ask myself "How you deal with this?" White folks getting mad They see us kneeling not them killing us, how real is this? Can't stand it when you standing on your own two Acting like they own you Francis Scott Key owned slaves and Jerry Jones too Ain't shit changed mane, they on the same thing The government and twelve still the biggest gangs mane Can't be peaceful 'cause you see what being peaceful do Want me to be like Dr. King but shit y'all killed him too! Ronald Reagan gave crack back in the '80s Turned black babies to projects from projects Process, niggas straight to jail but call it progress Take all the feats that we defeat, whitewash, rinse, repeat See the lawless make the laws so all the fallen take the fall They seen yo backs against the wall, my back black, it's filled with scars I make the whips hit switch, now the whips turn to cars Said I'm three fifths, forgot the other two fifths was God [Outro: Add-2] I'm three fifths, right? Huh? Am I good enough? See you love me and hate me at the same time, but you can't do both. You can't do both. What! Niggas still three fifths. You steal everything I got. Is it good enough? No? Hmph! It's okay; you'll be aite. You'll get over it. Aw man. They done locked Bill Cosby up. But I'm saying, at least can you lock up Ben Roethlisberger at the same time? No? Aw man