To Live or Die
Uh
Uh
Uh
I see another dead body laid out in the street
I hope it ain't one of my niggas
I hope it ain't me
The way the world got me feeling I hope it's police
Or at least the ones who don't give a fuck about me
I'm anxiety filled
Truth be told I'm exhausted
Educating these crackers
Serenading these coffins
Been disgusted with coons
Melanating my causes
Only to be retorted
By people who have distorted sense of realities
Of what it's like to be oppressed in a system
That protects the privilege of white people and the ones we appointed
That fact I gotta write this shit became highly annoying
I see niggas who look like me have the audacity to shuck & jive
Have all the answers when they speak but with no clue inside
Tell me to just cooperate they're just doing their job
Our lives cant matter if we the ones that's taking our lives
Just tell me what you really see when you look at yourself
At best a coward in my eyes
You can't see for yourself
Against defunding the police like it's straining your wealth
Just know when you taking off that badge
Or you done saluting the flag
That they look at you and still see a nigga
I got voter suppression
Shit ain't enticing to me
They got pedos in office
But I can't pedal the streets
Just for marijuana they throw the book at my niggas
Can't even be black cause they gone think I'm a crook I'm a nigga
I ain't with voting none of these pedo crackas in office
They gotta earn this black vote I don't like what they offering
And I ain't settling for Biden
Cause we been Biden our time for 400 years to Trump the same system every time
So yeah
I'm with defunding the police and obtaining they goods
And putting it back
into the kids they patrol in the hoods
And theres no such thing as black on black crime
Stop putting police in hoods where they never reside
They say it's pie in the sky
And it's God in the ceiling
But it's a war outside
And it's body on the cement
And you really think I'mma kill another brother
Because of the color of his skin
Knowing I share the same struggles as him
Ways of the world becoming quite clear to a Nigga.
American Dream is just nightmares to a Nigga
American Dream is just nightmares to a nigga
America dream
Will I live or die today
Pray the lord my soul to take
Police aim his gun at me
Raise my hands and rescue me
Some day
Some day
Some day
Uh
Uh
I see another dead body laid out in the street
I hope it ain't one of my niggas
I hope it ain't me
The way the world got me feeling I hope it's police
Or at least the ones who don't give a fuck about me
I'm anxiety filled
Truth be told I'm exhausted
Educating these crackers
Serenading these coffins
Been disgusted with coons
Melanating my causes
Only to be retorted
By people who have distorted sense of realities
Of what it's like to be oppressed in a system
That protects the privilege of white people and the ones we appointed
That fact I gotta write this shit became highly annoying
I see niggas who look like me have the audacity to shuck & jive
Have all the answers when they speak but with no clue inside
Tell me to just cooperate they're just doing their job
Our lives cant matter if we the ones that's taking our lives
Just tell me what you really see when you look at yourself
At best a coward in my eyes
You can't see for yourself
Against defunding the police like it's straining your wealth
Just know when you taking off that badge
Or you done saluting the flag
That they look at you and still see a nigga
I got voter suppression
Shit ain't enticing to me
They got pedos in office
But I can't pedal the streets
Just for marijuana they throw the book at my niggas
Can't even be black cause they gone think I'm a crook I'm a nigga
I ain't with voting none of these pedo crackas in office
They gotta earn this black vote I don't like what they offering
And I ain't settling for Biden
Cause we been Biden our time for 400 years to Trump the same system every time
So yeah
I'm with defunding the police and obtaining they goods
And putting it back
into the kids they patrol in the hoods
And theres no such thing as black on black crime
Stop putting police in hoods where they never reside
They say it's pie in the sky
And it's God in the ceiling
But it's a war outside
And it's body on the cement
And you really think I'mma kill another brother
Because of the color of his skin
Knowing I share the same struggles as him
Ways of the world becoming quite clear to a Nigga.
American Dream is just nightmares to a Nigga
American Dream is just nightmares to a nigga
America dream
Will I live or die today
Pray the lord my soul to take
Police aim his gun at me
Raise my hands and rescue me
Some day
Some day
Some day
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Writer(s): Pierre Clark
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