Blamerican

But you ain't start off that way Three fifths of a man The world owe you back pay The buck ain't stoppin at that rate You ah buck so they buckin Don't give ah f*ck what them facts say Plus they trippin round yo way And it's crowded or infested We just speaking perspectively Hard times You just tryna facilitate All that ever got you is Correctional facilities Urban underclass Living under the underpass Defeated separating cans from trash F*ck living last Rather grab the gun and the mask Hop in father time's car And do the dash till I crash Sand in the glass water under bridge Can I live In substandard conditions That affect how I feel Chasing thrills The water deep a nigga need gills Man f*ck that shit rogue I need pills Cuz I can't deal Yes I can american Gram for gram In my hood that's how they measure a man F*ck uncle sam or that think I can I do nigga This that black people street poet shit This ain't no haiku nigga Came up thuggin rough And I ain't amongst the few nigga F*ck ah pig I commit I know my enemy do you nigga Thin blue line yes keep the defibrillator Rule twenty seven nigga Never chase ah sac chaser My uncle shakin Is it the drugs are the parkinson's My patna got shot and iont think he'll walk again Chain effect can't neglect Load the tek for self respect In it dread deep The dramas way above me neck As I spiral and infect My being will pose a threat Locked away 23 a day Until my brain disconnects As I spiral and infect My being will pose a threat Locked away 23 a day Until my brain disconnects In this country that we love Bombs bullets and blood Abundant prisons expensive tuitions Produce thugs Nigga smarten up Break the chain can't complain You can live forever If you go with the grain Tell my sons stand up All problems they must confront Actions breed reactions Home run or bunt Inepts not what you want Stay ready cause life's abrupt Cold and heavy but somehow hot to the touch Volcano erupt Couldn't match this passion Desire for answers nigga keep that satisfaction Long lastin from roguish to riches More like poverty to middle class figures Reality taste bitter You must acquire the taste Is it the prize that you love Or the thrill of the chase Make haste keep pace Stuck in a box of paradox Goin Cuckoo like my grandfather's clock Giving it all I got cut my head on the glass top Numb to the tips of my thumbs I'm shell shocked Thickened plots caused my community to rot Crooked cops made my trust level drop I close my eyes and see philando flop Read Donald tweets like the bomb gon pop But I still ain't shit nigga sale ya mom crackrock A jaded soul product of the g code Bred in necessity Ham sandwich was our hero Malnourished Gotta gun I'mma Rob a tourist Caught a victim looking curious Hopefully he insured his shit These are the hands of a desperate man Circumstances of chance This is a glimpse of a glance Perception of sight The spectrum of light Is it the black man's plunder or the black man's plight Take what they owe In layman's terms Measure ya life in love get burned When will you learn It's Mac Toe you bitch