Being Black Ain't A Crime

Sticks and stones may break my bones (may break my bones) But the words never hurt me That shit don't hurt me (That shit don't hurt me) That shit don't hurt me (That shit don't hurt me) That shit don't hurt me (That shit don't hurt me) That shit don't hurt That shit don't hurt That shit don't hurt Meee (Yeaaa) That shit don't hurt me That shit don't hurt me Yea Where's your ID? The cops love asking that shit so let me see Keep your hands on the wheel where I can see them I know they think i'm a demon You're probably right but not in the literal sense You make no sense Get some common sense I just need some checks not no cents They don't care if you innocent They tripping to making me feel guilty just for the thrill of it It's been that way ever since the 1900s No peace was given, our race was restrained and restricted No peace was given, our race was restrained and restricted No peace was given, MLK and I comin' through with some smitten and wesson I admit I am just embelishing What he really did was fight for our people, nobody fighting our battles The world has so many problems, he was willing to solve them hold up He wasn't perfect nobody is Oppressors tried to break his spirit But he plucked their chinny chin chins The day he made a stand when he said I have a dream When he lead the charge in selma march the haters couldn't believe Same for me, I fight my demons in my sleep If it wasn't for our ancestors, where would we be? Where would we be? Where would we be? Where would we be? Where would we be? You are who you are at the end of the day People can say what they want in anyway At the end of the day You are who you are anyway That shit don't hurt me That shit don't hurt me That shit don't hurt me That shit don't hurt me