Black Boy

Watching how I move and I’m watching how I act Because I’m just another black boy trapped Lately I’ve been thinking I should pack the strap Because when cops shoot ain’t no coming from that I might shoot a whole round watch me empty out the clip On anyone with a badge I got pain you can’t fix Pulled me over with your hand on your gun now I’m strapped too Same answer when they ask me why I’m like I had to They ain’t gonna kill me just because they are in a bad mood Why you look surprised a rebellion is way past due They’ve been killing brothers for some years Getting tired of the tears See the red and blue lights now my heart filed with fear The cops go free they could kill me right here They ain’t ever cared about my life Or my kids or my wife Or my loved ones Slam my head on the ground hear them laugh when the the blood runs Say we’re equal but somehow they got above us They’re the governments gang tell me how they get to judge us But I get it Cuz America America never loved us Only thing I’m running from is twelve They got way too many bodies hanging from their belt Only like Black boys dead or in jail Hide behind the badge yeah I know the story well My brother wouldn’t tell so they threw him in a cell Just another black boy going through Hell Just another black boy Just another black boy Yeah Guess I’m just another Black boy black boy don’t you wanna play Don’t you know we never really cared about your name We put on a smile because we know you’re still a slave You’ll never be anything unless you go entertain Don’t you wanna ball Don’t you wanna rap Don’t you wanna chain Don’t you wanna strap Don’t you ever change don’t you ever talk back We’ll send you away if you forget how you should act We got places for that We got people too Oh you like hanging out don’t make us find a tree two Don’t forget who showed you the ropes now boy Don’t forget the player can’t coach now boi Focus on the paper and the gold now Don’t you worry about the things you should own now That ain’t something that you really need to know now If you know too much you might just get sold nowadays okay Now I think we’re on the same page If you wanna flip it you’re gonna have to get slain In front of all your people that’s just how we play the game If you wanna win you gotta die to make a change Only thing I’m running from is twelve They got way too many bodies hanging from their belt Only like Black boys dead or in jail Hide behind the badge yeah I know the story well My brother wouldn’t tell so they threw him in a cell Just another black boy going through Hell Just another black boy Just another black boy Yeah Guess I’m just another