Blck

Woke up to a bad dream
Last night
Chilling with the whole team
That's right
Nothing Nothing but our thing
Out like
Three or four till the morning
Sunlight

When the po-po clap in the room
All like
Finger itching for a trigger warning
Wrong ain't right
Thinking back to my mom and dads
Advice
Said wait before you act
Boy you better think twice

Cuz that black don't crack
But that black ain't white
Tryna take my name
Tryna take my life
Tryna make my way
Tryna ease my mind
Rest In Peace George Floyd
And to Tamir Rice

Oh man man
My skin delegated
"Black man Elevated"
Klansman in the Big Chair and they Celebrated
My life relegated
Whole home desecrated
400 hundred year time bomb and its detonated

Oh man man
What you gon say
When it's one foot on the door
And the other in the grave yea

Oh man man
Whatchu gon' do
When they calling your name
And they looking at you yea

Oh man man
What we gon make
Of another black life
At the end of the day yea

Oh man man
How we gon break
From a system set in place
Just to take my reign yea

I Woke up from a bad dream
Last night
Chilling with the whole team
That's right
Nothing Nothing but our thing
Out like
2 or 3 in the midday
Sunlight

When the po-po clap in the room
All like
Finger itching for a trigger warning
Wrong ain't right
Thinking back to my mom and dads
Advice
Got a target on your back
So you better think twice
Oh yea yea

Next up
Better wake up
Cuz a bullet don't care where you from
Or what you want yea
My luck
Might as well of run up
Cuz my mama still scared
And my daddy's caught up

In a bad dream
That's right
You ain't never had to know what
That's like
You ain't ever to go had to go thru that night
Thinking will I see the morning sunlight

Or will the po-po clap in my room all like
Finger pulling on the trigger
Whether wrong or right
Quick I'm thinking
To mom and my dad's advice
Son if you hear my voice
It's gon' be alright

But it ain't been right
And we been here since
Need to see that light
If the blood's gon rinse
If this ain't your fight
Then the points been missed
Cuz it ain't your right
Just to kill these kids

And it ain't your right
Just to feel okay
And it ain't your right
Just to walk away
But it is your white
When you hear me say
Imma need your voice
So they hear me say

Man I woke up in a bad dream
That's right
I could still hear the kids scream
That night
I could still feel the tears stream
Out like
First crack of the morning sunlight

Man I woke up in a bad dream
That's right
I could still hear my mom's scream
That night
I could still feel the tears stream
Out like
First crack of the morning sunlight
Oh man man



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Writer(s): Trevor Hawkins
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