Displaced
Yeah, Unforgivable blackness
Thunder under yo' black skin
Underprivileged masses
This life of mine, I'm ostracized
Prophecize oppression
I will not apologize for the tint of my complexion
It's too deep, feel like I'm in the ocean
Ooh-wee, no boat, just floatin'
Losing my need to breathe, I feel my conscious slippin' focus
And my skin not pale enough
But my soul ain't black at all
Oh my, melanin
More lies, more lives
Old wives, tellin' it
Oh God, Oh I
Want it on my own, but I'm stuck between a roadblock
Try to go around the zone, they post another roadblock
So I take the road I want, I'm caught up with patrol cars
Funny how your skin, been conditionin' your role, huh
I feel so, so out of place, this world just ain't for me
It ain't for me
I have got a price to pay and can't afford the fee
Afford the fee
Mama tells me I'm forgiven by the Lord I'm saved
Why after I bow my head do I still feel afraid
I heard my mom's cryin' in the other room
So I checked on her, I asked her, "why, why you cryin' today?"
She told me, "when you go outside, I don't know if you gon' make it"
And I told her mama, don't worry
Workin', I'm in a hurry
Know you raised me with virtue
But virtually nobody can hurt me
She said watch out for the police
They ain't protectin' and servin'
And when you lay your head down
I pray it's not on a gurney
Bodies they lie on the sidewalk
No cameras, no angles
Outlined with white chalk
His head got a halo
Now he lie with the angels
I just pray you be safe
And know this path that you walkin'
Was built to lead you astray
Thunder under yo' black skin
Underprivileged masses
This life of mine, I'm ostracized
Prophecize oppression
I will not apologize for the tint of my complexion
It's too deep, feel like I'm in the ocean
Ooh-wee, no boat, just floatin'
Losing my need to breathe, I feel my conscious slippin' focus
And my skin not pale enough
But my soul ain't black at all
Oh my, melanin
More lies, more lives
Old wives, tellin' it
Oh God, Oh I
Want it on my own, but I'm stuck between a roadblock
Try to go around the zone, they post another roadblock
So I take the road I want, I'm caught up with patrol cars
Funny how your skin, been conditionin' your role, huh
I feel so, so out of place, this world just ain't for me
It ain't for me
I have got a price to pay and can't afford the fee
Afford the fee
Mama tells me I'm forgiven by the Lord I'm saved
Why after I bow my head do I still feel afraid
I heard my mom's cryin' in the other room
So I checked on her, I asked her, "why, why you cryin' today?"
She told me, "when you go outside, I don't know if you gon' make it"
And I told her mama, don't worry
Workin', I'm in a hurry
Know you raised me with virtue
But virtually nobody can hurt me
She said watch out for the police
They ain't protectin' and servin'
And when you lay your head down
I pray it's not on a gurney
Bodies they lie on the sidewalk
No cameras, no angles
Outlined with white chalk
His head got a halo
Now he lie with the angels
I just pray you be safe
And know this path that you walkin'
Was built to lead you astray
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Writer(s): Marquise Green
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