Numb

Verse:
The picture’s painted perfect how it's pitiful in poverty
The prophecy for us is at the bottom of economy
Section 8 property, welfare commodity
Make it out the ghetto yea you really an anomaly
Or slums out in Africa there's really no dichotomy
The life of a black man cycles like it's pottery
We all looking for money trees
45 gat chrome with the black butt
N****s run up on you drop your pride never act tough
Put your hands up and give them what they want
Violence never cease when you living in the slums
N****s really banging prolly why they calling guns drums
Other side really had most of your ancestors hung
Aww well
1 in 3 black men land in jail
Aww well
Among them most can't post bail
For real, that's a fact
We trapped in a well
Most days I really think that we all living in hell, yea

Chorus:
Who giving us these painkillers
Why we waiting for the pain to kill us
Why is it painted that we all killers
We all numb cause we all n****s

Yea we wake up, smoke, fuck, eat, drink, sleep
Yea we wake up, smoke, fuck, eat, drink, sleep
Yea we wake up, smoke, fuck, eat, drink, sleep
Yea we wake up, smoke, fuck, eat, drink, sleep

Verse:
We known to be thugs
We told we play victim when we ain't holding a gun
We told that we equal unless they put us in cuffs
They say all lives matter when we ask about us
But they say that we killing ourselves over some drugs
And all this B.O.B is cause we don't learn to love
And all of our problems are just stacked on a shelf
That we alone are causing all this neighborhood hell
I fantasize a day Ima get to the Lord and Ask what we did
What did niggas do to live a life that's so shit
What did niggas do to live a life that’s so cursed
No matter where we are, this black skin always hurts
I've always wondered I've always pondered
I'm trying to put this shit together but it's all nonsense
And every time I bring this up with my n****s
They tell me it is what it is
And proceed to roll swishers
Like

Chorus:
Who giving us these painkillers
Why we waiting for the pain to kill us
Why is it painted that we all killers
We all numb cause we all n****s

Yea we wake up, smoke, fuck, eat, drink, sleep
Yea we wake up, smoke, fuck, eat, drink, sleep
Yea we wake up, smoke, fuck, eat, drink, sleep
Yea we wake up, smoke, fuck, eat, drink, sleep

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