Hood Up

To be or not to be
I'm shown as what not to be
I'm not alone there's a lot of me
You're better off playing the lottery

Classroom fighting hypocrisy
Roadside shelling out pottery
Breaking the mould
I don't do what I'm told, until I'm stiff and I'm old

Problem with authority
Dexter no laboratory
He's extra get him quarantine
I'm affecting them with my quality

Fuck your A plus and your gold stars
I'm overseas and I hop planes
Remember when I used to jump trains
Cooked meals and I cleaned drains

Look what came back up outta di gutta
When you talk about learning disabaled
But dis one able brother
I put that on my mother

Yeah she's white
Every day I have to fight
They just say I look the type
That's why I see blue flashing lights

Hood up
Hands down
Stand up
Man down

Make jokes
Class clown
Too loud
Too brown

Sharp wit
Too smart
Free mind
No marks

I pay no mind
To all the remarks
I take a deep breath
I have the last laugh

Questioning all the things that I see
Man could this be a dream
It's like deja vu
When they come with they're scheme

I lay awake at night and I scream

But no-one hears
Count this money like I used to count these tears
One Time for my peers
But things aren't quite what they appear

Say my name in the mirror three times and I might appear
Puke on your three piece suite
Piss on your chandelier

British boy fuck your windrush can't deport me
So they say that I look sus and they report me
I go Jackie chan on your police story
They struck me first but they say they don'e believe my story

Give a dog a bone and he knaws it
they put a theif on the throne then they applaud it
I'm a king on my own they can't ignore it
They know i'm not alone
That's why they fear it!