2016 BET Hip Hop Awards - Live Cypher

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Oswin Benjamin] I promised my mama I wasn't gon' curse on television But **** Trump with a condom [?] shelter system Embodied the body of Christ [?] [?] scripture from a stand-up-***** that's Kaepernick'in' Presidential [?] knowin' with this flow I coulda rapped for Nixon I told Malcom Little, I had to get it By any means, I'm Rodney King'in' with Martin's dreams, sonny, listen Punchlines [?] Muhammad from Sonny Liston [?] gray hair like the scalp of Regis Rained on my wheel of fortune till we felt drops from the ceilin' But this Panther been Bobby Seale'in', oh, silly me Reporting what's in these streets, [?] gon' crucify me [?] in this tree (Industry) then hang me therе With both my hands to the sky, 'cause Lord knows [?] From any piglet if your pigmеnt like mine Jesus Christ, Christopher Wallace and I, see, we all alike 'Cause with all this [?] around us, we were born ready to die in America, my god [Interlude: Locksmith] Hey, put your hands up BET, put your hands up Yeah, put your hands up I see you, look, look [Verse 2: Locksmith] A Black person cannot be racist So let's recite the tendencies Racism is an institution Created by the lies that hide in White supremacy But everything black ain't white, so take ownership Conflict existed before we were on the ship No justice, no peace But what's worse? The promethazine or the police In yo streets, I'm giving what you lack, fam But I can see through it, like a CAT scan From Crispus Attucks to sipping addicts The fist person to die from this country was a Black man But me, I'm just a half-breed I'm just reppin' for The Rich, another bad seed Another rapper slash wannabe athlete, who got this? Signing off, yours truly, the Locksmith [Verse 3: M-1] It's been many moons, forty-four months [?] June Just coming out the cocoon and still [?] I'm wise now, got a new pair of eyes now [?], I'm ready to ride now On my side of town you gotta know the terrain Keep game or you end up with a bullet in your brain I been schooled by the same jewels the OGs use It's the one jewel that separate the student from the [?] Yo, you never stop learning till you die That's why blind people use their ears to see, and not they eyes So sharpen your intuition like blades and arrowheads I'm ten steps ahead of [?] from the fads I'm the trapdoor in the closet that lead to the back door The one you never find at the scene of the crime I'm the dirty exposé, the clean getaway I'm the unexpected assassin striking in broad day I keep it [?] [Verse 4: stic.man] Babylon is a Devil in a blue dress, satan in a suit and tie Oppression is freedom; Heaven is Hell, and the truth is a lie They murder the youth; the police don't shoot in the sky It's a war zone; you do what you gotta do to survive You get suited and ride; life is hustle or starve This is capitalism religion; money is God America eats the young like cannibal breakfast Wall Street is swarming with Hannibal Lecters Crooked elections, politricks of the system Legal lynchings, but I won't be a victim Health is wealth, that's how I'm blinging and flashing Self-love the new beast mode, I'm 'bout that action I'm eating to live, health food, that's what I do And I keep it true for my crew, like Sun Tzu I see Snoop, and Gucci, and love to the fam Black man, that's what I am, for all my fam