Cell the Great - 30yrs Black Men Lyrics

Who am I does it matter
Only my color of my skin seems to matter
The hue of my pigment
Give them disgusting feelings
I can see it in they eyes all up in they face
Damn the hate
They acting as if they were the slaves
Stop the press
Well The twitter Instagram or such
Remember Dr. king told us about his dream
We hold our hands up and we still get shot HUH
What type of sense does that make
Like think to I'm trying
Is what doctor king
And Malcom x die for
Was his dream really a nightmare
Cuz I swear we still slaves
Just replace with whips and chains
Cash be the slavery
Don't do what they say to make they cream
Bet your ass on the side of the street
Looking for something to eat
They want us to go to college
And most can't afford it
From the circumstances they put us in
Next option get loans strip club or sell drugs
They want us to pay them loans and get degrees
They said we need to get J O B
Yet we working to pay Great Lakes loans
Where is the cash going
And they wonder why we selling stones
Man what's going on
If you ever wake up out of social media
And brands and cars reality tv and stars
Then maybe you will see what they doing to me
Aka a black men
Shoot us down
Choke us out
My fam pop by a cop
They got rich
Rich as shit got a check
The cop free as a turbo tax
No escaping escape room
They force us in the the slums dude
Thirty years young I've seen a lot ouu
All we have is this pad and pen
To express how we feel within
Thirty years young I've seen a lot ouu
I'm screaming out on this beat
My heart crying out on this sheet
The media just tell us to relax
Why they riot why we riot
They acting real ghetto they say
The definition is a place
Imagine if you live in my skin
And everyone looked at you
Like you killed they kin
Every time you walked pass
Maybe you would understand then
So thirty years young I've seen a lot man
To drive me insane
On top of being ebony skin
I pray for my people
We can even stand up for each other without the system trying to defeat us
Kapernick
But it's cool I'm just go do it
Living my life right and raise my fam
Every black men almost out the house
The black family is the best weapon to destroy the peace
To purposely try to take us out the home
From a young age music videos telling you not to be shit and cheat on your girl
Fuck a bunch a bitches get drunk and sell drugs
Come on
Wake up
My young niggas
Trying to fuck a black man up
I'm done

Who am I does it matter
Only my color of my skin seems to matter
The hue of my pigment
Give them disgusting feelings
I can see it in they eyes all up in they face
Damn the hate
They acting as if they were the slaves
Stop the press
Well The twitter Instagram or such
Remember Dr. king told us about his dream
We hold our hands up and we still get shot HUH
What type of sense does that make
Like think to I'm trying
Is what doctor king
And Malcom x die for
Was his dream really a nightmare
Cuz I swear we still slaves
Just replace with whips and chains
Cash be the slavery
Don't do what they say to make they cream
Bet your ass on the side of the street
Looking for something to eat
They want us to go to college
And most can't afford it
From the circumstances they put us in
Next option get loans strip club or sell drugs
They want us to pay them loans and get degrees
They said we need to get J O B
Yet we working to pay Great Lakes loans
Where is the cash going
And they wonder why we selling stones
Man what's going on
If you ever wake up out of social media
And brands and cars reality tv and stars
Then maybe you will see what they doing to me
Aka a black men
Shoot us down
Choke us out
My fam pop by a cop
They got rich
Rich as shit got a check
The cop free as a turbo tax
No escaping escape room
They force us in the the slums dude
Thirty years young I've seen a lot ouu
All we have is this pad and pen
To express how we feel within
Thirty years young I've seen a lot ouu
I'm screaming out on this beat
My heart crying out on this sheet
The media just tell us to relax
Why they riot why we riot
They acting real ghetto they say
The definition is a place
Imagine if you live in my skin
And everyone looked at you
Like you killed they kin
Every time you walked pass
Maybe you would understand then
So thirty years young I've seen a lot man
To drive me insane
On top of being ebony skin
I pray for my people
We can even stand up for each other without the system trying to defeat us
Kapernick
But it's cool I'm just go do it
Living my life right and raise my fam
Every black men almost out the house
The black family is the best weapon to destroy the peace
To purposely try to take us out the home
From a young age music videos telling you not to be shit and cheat on your girl
Fuck a bunch a bitches get drunk and sell drugs
Come on
Wake up
My young niggas
Trying to fuck a black man up
I'm done