Riot

All these years it been trouble on mind
I'm fighting all of my fears
Trying to keep myself alive
And they treat me like a piece of shit
Got me finna fucking flip
My daddy ain't raise no quitter
But I done had enough of this
And on the surface I know it seems that things are fine
If you look closer you'll notice that it ain't alright

They try to keep a Nigga quiet
Don't wanna see a Nigga fly
I hate to be the bad guy
But tonight I'm finna start a fucking riot
I might hurt somebody
What you gonna do about it

Why you keep on talking to me

See where I come from
The cops will bust they guns
They don't give a fuck about my loved ones
They keep us on the run
It's all facts no fiction
They trying to put me in the system
I try to tell them how it is
Man why nobody ever listen
To black boys in the ghetto
A black boy in the ghetto with nothing to live for

They try to keep a Nigga quiet
Don't wanna see a Nigga fly
I hate to be the bad guy
But tonight I'm finna start a fucking riot
I might hurt somebody
What you gonna do about it

Why you keep on talking to me

I might hurt somebody
What you gonna do about it

Why you keep on talking to me

The shit we see out here you wouldn't believe it
It ain't nothing but greed out here all through these streets
But this is what we call home
We gotta stop killing each other
What the fuck is going on
So yea I got an attitude
Walk a day in my shoes
Bet that's what you can't do
Imma keep making my own rules

They try to keep a Nigga quiet
Don't wanna see a Nigga fly
I hate to be the bad guy
But tonight I'm finna start a fucking riot
I might hurt somebody
What you gonna do about it

Why you keep on talking to me

I might hurt somebody
What you gonna do about it



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Writer(s): Brett Bailey
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