Verse 1

They say this america, but america ain't even america
N***as bs and bask in the hysteria, reveal the truth
Ha then they after ya, we in shackles like ancestors
From africa, except ours is gold chains and diamond
Rangs, buts thats cool cause we was brought up to shine
I geuss thats why a hustler gotta grind, i geuss survivin
Is a crime and you know i gotta eat so damn thats fine
Why did martin bleed for a mothafuckin dream, were we
Nieve to believe it was more than just a dream am i gettin
Too deep hold up pause for the cause so a n***a can roll
Up

Verse 2

I gotta work 3x as hard cause im a black mail, damn that means
We all gettin black mailed, a vain campiagn that started when
They set sail, obama in office, they think we all forettin
Rascism ain't gone its just hidden, i think about all the
Shit and struggle that we know, lord have mercy on the latinos
And the middle east , we high mighty and arrogant see one
Think they all terrorist, am i gettin to deep hold up
Pause for the cause so a n***a can roll up