#BlackLivesMatter

Lyrics

[Intro] Hey nigga, I ain't about to keep rapping for free They killing niggas in the street, supposedly Niggas in dashikis and shooting niggas off rooftops And shit nigga, this shit going crazy nigga I need my fucking hymns nigga, real talk, Isa Muhammad [Verse] Slave blood Apartheid, Malcolm X and King died Jesse Jackson's mustache, Al Sharpton's perm sweat Police coming keep sweat, I suspect you keep Tecs Wu-Tang Protect Ya Neck, Mike Xavier, Johnson shit Drones killed the children still, I ain't even got a deal I was in the mansion once occupied by Holyfield Cotton picked out in the field, strange fruit is growing still All my niggas know it's skill, like HIV and Cloverfield Like bullets through my brothers' skin They better hope that Trump don't win Or ashes will be in the wind Like Rodney King was beat again I'm Huey P, I'm Eldridge Cleaver Turn the skeptics to believer Turn a bad bitch to a diva Corner three, I'm Trevor Ariza Throw a flag I'm refereeing Rappers y'all just out of season Rapping for no fucking reason Bars gon' give me charge of treason I'm a fucking mausoleum My future's way too bright for seeing All I know is Carpe Diem, fuck niggas I don't see 'em LSD and shrooms in case so I can take the pain away And put it all up in the page And make it seem like Nicolas Cage My soul is trapped up in the maze My mind is somewhere out of space I don't recognize my face, all my thoughts without a trace I got Sean Carter's taste, I got William Roger's swagger I ain't see no pentagrams, ain't no blood-covered daggers They gon' keep killin' niggas, Black Lives Doesn't Matter [Outro] Hey, this is for motherfucking all y'all niggas out there Scared and shit of the motherfucking police What the fuck you scared of, nigga? You the motherfucking black man, nigga You the fucking Original Man, nigga The fuck you scared of, nigga? Stand up black man, quit being a bitch, nigga Fucking take care of your families and shit, nigga Protect your motherfucking communities, nigga Get your bread up, nigga Quit being a bummy-ass nigga, blood Get your bread up, my nigga This shit real in the field, my nigga This ain't no motherfucking game, nigga This the end of time, nigga They want us dead, nigga They want us out of the motherfucking picture Dead, In Jail before 25, nigga You already know what it is, nigga Fucking Isa Muhammad, nigga Fucking Maybach Music, nigga Can't fuck with us, nigga Can't stop this shit, nigga We gon' be way too rich to kill, nigga