Consequence Of Being Black

God's perfect but I got imperfections Nowadays they don't talk, they just pull out their weapons Not guaranteed another day better count up your seconds The pastors taking all the money, can't even trust the reverend Sit back, we gotta talk about it, let me know Kick back, this ain't a party, f*ck the gigolo I remember niggas on the block saying that never fold Now all these niggas talking on the line like these bitches tho Two stray bullets hit 'em in the back Calling out for Ricky but that man Ricky ain't calling back Looking at my brother thinking why the f*ck you got a strap Dead or in these streets, that's where these crackas wanna see us at Flood the hood with coke, that's why we never had no hope Put us out to dry, and then the hang us by the ropes No you can't speak up, they gonna fill your mouth with soap We just ask for justice and they blatantly say no What's the issue, I'm just trying to keep it real For my brothers, I would die for them, I'd kill They put a knee on George Floyd neck and had him killed Now how the f*ck I'm gon' cooperate with cops, this shit's surreal They in our streets and we can't get em back, and when we riot they ain't into that Watch when you take the gun and badge it and then you seeing how they really act Im just praying that my brothers, waking up the system been a trapped Every day I gotta check my back, the Consequence of being Black You know, people from the outside probably be looking at like Yeah that man was a criminal, he had a gun Little did they know he's trying to provide for his family That man probably got a son at home that he's trying to feed, you know And the system is just set up to the way where you could never succeed And that's how we live every day, you know what I'm saying man But you know some people just can't Put their feet in somebody else's shoes and understand what they could possibly be going through And that's just the problem right there Yeah, uh Everyday I gotta check my back, the Consequence of being Black Took us from the motherland and now we don't know where we at Checked the news up on my phone and seen a brother died again Little did they know it's time to change this shit is tiring So I'm back against the wall, don't gotta front, these crackers seeing me I know I'm a ride for all my people, the streets believe me Just gotta take a extra step because this shit bigger than you It's time to get our shit together at the end, it's all about unity Yeah, I know we got our differences that don't make you enemy We might be cut from different cloths but on the real you are a friend of me Starting to feel like a Calboy cause these crackers really "Envy Me" Tearing up our legacy, don't even know about our history 400 something years that we been waiting on some change Threw us a couple quarters but put dirt all on our names We finally waking up cause everything just felt so strange And yes I'm proud to say that I'm a black man in this age