[Verse 1 :]
Now gold thangs
Be the new chattel chains
No change from this game of free labor through pain
Can you ‘splain why we slain
Are we threats to your name
Your position in this game
Or traditions of the same?
Is it us, who would run upon the earth to clear our name
Is it you who would bear upon your chest the mark of Cain
Is it we who would bend upon our knees to quell your shame
Is it thee who gon lie and say you like Barak Hussein
Can you ‘splain
Bantu Biko
Died for us to shoot for free throws
Peep holes right above the prison
People die so you could listen
To their culture through attrition
And get eaten by the pistons of this system
I see privilege in your vision
I see money as your mission

[Chorus:]
You can see us from the back
See this black boy run
You can shoot me from the back
See this black from run
You can choke from the back
See this black man run
See this black man run
See this black man run
See this black man run

[Verse 2:]
Now see us rollin’
Over credence that was stolen
By catchers that look like Holden
Rye bones with spirits broken
Our flesh is started its moldin’
Yet our mouths murmur the omens
Just watch as they search for totems
Parables upon a scale the size of oceans
Fuck your notion
Fuck your sentence
Fuck the jury you be renting
Fuck the privilege your lamenting
Your 401k and pension
This that tension that this country
Leaves in digital suspension
While they count up on my mentions
Like stars in different dimension
Yo gon ride with our dissention
Or die while you repenting
I see money as your vision
I see privilege as your mission
You gon ride with our dissention
Or die while you repenting
I see money as your mission
I see privilege as your vision