Lyrics

[Intro] We the people There are thousands of people, and as for the people, we have been oppressed for four hundred and some odd years on this third stop on the 70 day Santa Marina From the cotton fields all the way to the battlefield I ain't seen much progress yet While riding on the moon Oh, in 9-1-1, hey, the Twin Towers is the biggest dome house It's sad that people gotta lose their life for nothing But wе are fighting against the wiles of thе devil to cut the balance between darkness and wicked places And what you see is just a big, gigantic, motherfuckin' mind that's on the picture system In the end, we're a live fuckin' race Rise up! Fight for your rights! [Verse 1] Day to day is pushin' me I'm just a little in the game On my reservation On my cold plantation It's a modern day slavery The system got it on me They got me in a trunk hole Officer, I can't breathe [Hook] They tryna kill us Sad they're laughin' at you They tryna kill us All the things that we do They tryna kill us Crooked niggas, crooked Jews They tryna kill us The practice got you on your feet [Verse 2] This is good for drugs Then they turn and put the flame on us Feels like some lab rat Move us around like cattle, y'all But it's time to fight back It's time to rise up and let it knock this misery Till the silence comes to me Warriors just can't be free But their head and hair won't let me be these Day to day is pushin' me I'm just a little in the game On my reservation On my cold plantation It's a modern day slavery The system got it off of me They got me in a trunk hole Officer, I can't breathe I'm a punch man, but I'm cold right now Better have time So it ain't no surprise It's deeper than we think They don't see But they see what this violence has to see [Hook] They tryna kill us Sad they're laughing at you They tryna kill us All the things that we do They tryna kill us Crooked niggas, crooked Jews They tryna kill us The practice got you on your feet [Verse 3] Ocean low, ocean low, ocean low, ocean low What you puttin' up your mouth? All these alphabets It's hard to breathe All that girl's blood Girl's blood Black men, nightmares All that crack cocaine Overpopulated business systems Oh, it's hard to break the chains One man, a million dollars Slave shit Thank God, the ones that made it, I exist 400 years of struggle and pain I ain't seen much progress Oh no [Hook] They tryna kill us Cause they poisoned our minds They tryna kill us God is hatin' all kinds They tryna kill us Why we runnin' out so blind They tryna kill us Cause they poisoned our minds