Equal
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair?
Who taught you to hate the colour of your skin?
To such extent that you bleach, to get like the white man?
Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose?
And the shape of your lips?
Who taught you to hate yourself?
From the top of your head, to the soles of your feet?
Who taught you to hate your own kind?
Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to?
So much so that you don't want to be around each other?
Who taught you to hate?
Generation, generational slavery
Been a hunnid-fifty years since the slaves freed
Dead at twenty-one that's what the numbers say
That or they imprisoning my life away
How they talk about this shit like it's so far away
When this shit happens everyday where my mama stay
Generation, generational slavery
Been a hunnid-fifty years, a hunnid fifty
Let's talk about my momma for a lil' while
And all the times they followin' us down the grocery aisle
Government employee good paying job
But when she step up out the office they afraid she'll rob
Used to dig through all her bags at the cash out
Good lord know I wanna knock them bitches out
Embarrassing my momma in front all these people
Never had the gift of being treated equal
Tryna paint her as a thief to her little boys
The way they treat black women makes fucking my blood boil
Label them aggressive if they get defensive
Fuck
We gon' get aggressive if we can't defend us
How dare we fucking stand up to our perpetrators?
I'm getting real sick and tired of these double standards
Afraid to cross the border 'cuz my life expectancy is cut in half
You see the colour of my skin is really no joke to me
Could dress like you, could talk like you, could follow all your rules
But once I step up out that door I'm just another criminal
They pulled me over for some headlights, asked "what's in ur trunk"
Car full of white witnesses is why I got home safe at night
I'm glad the they got to see the prejudice in their community
That it ain't just the USA this happened just a block from me
Good cops, bad cops I don't give a fuck
When I see the red and blue I only think corrupt
Like when they take a look at me they only see my skin
Like when they punish me before I go commit my sins
Welcome to the world of discrimination
Hope you fucking fit in
That's the world we live in
Killed our leaders and our hopes
Flood the hoods full of dope
Gentrified all our homes
Caged our minds and our souls
Generations, generations tryna free our people
A five-hunnid year fight to be treated equal
Who taught you to hate the colour of your skin?
To such extent that you bleach, to get like the white man?
Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose?
And the shape of your lips?
Who taught you to hate yourself?
From the top of your head, to the soles of your feet?
Who taught you to hate your own kind?
Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to?
So much so that you don't want to be around each other?
Who taught you to hate?
Generation, generational slavery
Been a hunnid-fifty years since the slaves freed
Dead at twenty-one that's what the numbers say
That or they imprisoning my life away
How they talk about this shit like it's so far away
When this shit happens everyday where my mama stay
Generation, generational slavery
Been a hunnid-fifty years, a hunnid fifty
Let's talk about my momma for a lil' while
And all the times they followin' us down the grocery aisle
Government employee good paying job
But when she step up out the office they afraid she'll rob
Used to dig through all her bags at the cash out
Good lord know I wanna knock them bitches out
Embarrassing my momma in front all these people
Never had the gift of being treated equal
Tryna paint her as a thief to her little boys
The way they treat black women makes fucking my blood boil
Label them aggressive if they get defensive
Fuck
We gon' get aggressive if we can't defend us
How dare we fucking stand up to our perpetrators?
I'm getting real sick and tired of these double standards
Afraid to cross the border 'cuz my life expectancy is cut in half
You see the colour of my skin is really no joke to me
Could dress like you, could talk like you, could follow all your rules
But once I step up out that door I'm just another criminal
They pulled me over for some headlights, asked "what's in ur trunk"
Car full of white witnesses is why I got home safe at night
I'm glad the they got to see the prejudice in their community
That it ain't just the USA this happened just a block from me
Good cops, bad cops I don't give a fuck
When I see the red and blue I only think corrupt
Like when they take a look at me they only see my skin
Like when they punish me before I go commit my sins
Welcome to the world of discrimination
Hope you fucking fit in
That's the world we live in
Killed our leaders and our hopes
Flood the hoods full of dope
Gentrified all our homes
Caged our minds and our souls
Generations, generations tryna free our people
A five-hunnid year fight to be treated equal
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Writer(s): Taalib Barre
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