Talk to Me
If it wasn't for these hashtags, would even you know that I'm here
We cry for help, you act like you don't know how to hear
On the front lines against opponents with spears
Patrol men rolling, not sober no Coronas or beers
Nose candy get blown, heart explode into cheers
They wanna chase some black niggas
Leave em broken and scared
They wanna chase some black niggas
Put some coke in their gear
Because they hate some black niggas
That shit open and clear
They tell us to stop resisting while we choking for air
Shoot us 41 times
Lave our coconut smeared
We us afraid to wear our hoodies
And approach from the rear
Get a gun pointed at you just for going somewhere
Get a gun pointed at you for clothes that you wear
Get a gun pointed at you at your home and you scared
Objects in the mirror more close than appear
But you can't see white privilege cause your focus is smeared
Don't wanna talk about it
They rather walk around it
What about the black bodies with the chalk around it
Don't wanna talk about it
They rather walk around it
What about the brown bodies with the chalk around it
Some of these blacks with degrees they worse than the whites
Made it out the hood turn they back on the fight
Like the struggle ended with you
Yeah you paid off your loans
But you failed to mention your dues
All that hard core semper fi
The climate just intensify
You mention 9s and men'll die
Your neighbourhood gentrified
Load up the milli ahk, cock it and blam
I'll Milli rock the gun powder right off of my hand
I'm like ancient mathematics getting taught in the sand
Giving you food for thought while they offering ham
God bless this land that I'm 10 toes on
The Sphinx look like Michael Jackson before his nose gone
Hood as fuck I just act civilized
Live inside the village riots
That you only driven by
What you doing for the streets by joining a frat?
That black greek shit weak, motha fucka step your ass to the back
Don't wanna talk about it
They rather walk around it
What about the black bodies with the chalk around it
Don't wanna talk about it
They rather walk around it
What about the brown bodies with the chalk around it
I'll let you niggas bang my shit before Iran hits
The Ayatollah gon tell us what time it is
this that Lebanon shit
With a lemon lime twist
Since a yute a nigga been this way since 96
United States of Apartheid
Elected officials with mob ties
Lady Justice is cross eyed
Burberry belts around necks of slaves
That happen in your back yard, won't make your front page
Pray that it's never your son
Staring down the barrel of a gun
His feet too heavy to run
If my uzi weighs a ton, what's the weight of the world
I was shitting bricks then I made it to pearls
I was hitting licks and then taking they girls
I was spitting shit that was making em hurl
The NRA keep weapons and 2nd Amendment
Even Jesus preached Jihad, Luke 19:27