Black Rose

They act like it's nothing
The fact that we suffer
Don't act like you love us
When the streets are painted red
The fact is they want us, here
Only we can make it end
They act like it's nothing
Hey!
Black Roses
These Roses of mine

We been fighting so much think we all crazy
Putting in so much work still nobody paid me
When you really think about it it's beyond shady
It's the ones who at the top that never see a dang thing
Tryna realize the past bout how we was slaves
And look at how that carries over to the modern day
Wonder if they ever noticed us still in the trauma stage
Over 500 years that's a lot to take
(These roses of mine)
I'm tryna escape
I'm a find a way, find me on a beat or a game
Only way I know how to make a way
Broken schools
Broken families
Sour attitudes
No esteem, yeah I'm hurt, blood stains through the earth
I can't go home to my Daddy cause y'all locked em' all up
No healthcare so we gotta use blunts
We been numbing all the pain it's the only way up
But they all wanna flock once I rise from the mud, black rose

They act like it's nothing
The fact that we suffer
Don't act like you love us
When the streets are painted red
The fact is they want us here
Only we can make it end
They act like it's nothing
Hey!
Black Roses
These Roses of mine

We make the games
We say we're well
We play the roles
And we play them well
I can't deny, I know this pain
It's everywhere, it's all the same
It's all the same, all the same
It's all the same, it's all the same, yeah
And that's why all around the world we sayin'

They act like it's nothing
The fact that we suffer
Don't act like you love us
When the streets are painted red
The fact is they want us here
Only we can make it end
They act like it's nothing
Hey!
Black Roses
These Roses of mine

Had a dream like the king but we all still sleep
In this land of the free not for people like me
All these laws they put up just to keep us all down
Rosa Parks in my heart tryna move around town
Don't nobody wanna be a role model for me
Ain't no mentors around growing up in the streets
Tell a Rose to grow up and there's no one to be
Poverty's all you know, what's a college degree?
(These roses of mine)
No luck, in the cuts, if you ball, muscle up, only few can make it out give em' sweat, tears, blood
Ain't no climbing up the latter
You can go and be a janitor or you can sell drugs
Send you off to prison
But we'll give you your religion just so you can cope with it
Brainwashed class on another Masters business
Truth is y'all all got ahead by just stepping on our heads
Now this country's at the top and just want us all dead, black rose

They act like it's nothing
The fact that we suffer
Don't act like you love us
When the streets are painted red
The fact is they want us here
Only we can make it end
They act like it's nothing
Hey!
Black Roses
These Roses of mine