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How could I ever be good when I'm portrayed as the enemy Everything bad for me get presented as kin to me Everything meant to save me it really be killing me Just look at how they portrayed Malcolm Martin and Kennedy. I'm picking up the energy I feel you feeling finicky We living in Philly they got us feeling like it's Tennessee Holy water brown they really giving us Hennessy Notice we ain't falling no more they see we been asleep Blind still leading the blind you know I'm fin to peek Tell me one step at a time but I'm a centipede Police surround my house made it a centerpiece Even when I come out in peace they wanna get a piece Say they saw me reaching for something to leave me in the street Momma know her son got a heart now it ain't gotta a beat Black cop knew it was wrong but he ain't say a peep Justifiable genocide we see it every week They got me on trial for the color of my skin No matter what I do it's like I'm never gonna win I got my hands but yet they still firing A four degree and nobody hiring Nobody hiring with a four year degree I had my hands up they still fired at me I was never gonna win it ain't matter what I do The color of my skin got me on trial too What we supposed to teach these babies? The life we lead is crazy Work 120 hours and get paid for 80 School cost you $100,000 just to make you lazy Congratulate the graduate but don't forget to pay me And don't forget your interest You spent 4 years studying what don't peak your interest Part-time Amazon till you find what's missing Meantime you confide in the person you kissing Oh you see where this heading? Yup A baby on the way they say it's due any day Working these odd jobs you barely be getting paid Stay with the baby mother, mother can't afford a place Whenever it's an argument she throw it in your face You tell yourself she right because your pride is in the way Venting to your cousin as you blow one to the face Instead of giving money he front you a quarter key But before you get to bag it you get bagged by police They got me on trial for the color of my skin No matter what I do it's like I'm never gonna win I got my hands but yet they still firing A four degree and nobody hiring Nobody hiring with a four year degree I had my hands up they still fired at me I was never gonna win it ain't matter what I do The color of my skin got me on trial too There is nooo There is nooo There is no ooh ohh There is nooo There is nooo There is no ooh ohh Light in darkness There is no There is no There is no light in darkness There is no There is no There is no light in darkness
Writer(s): Demetrius Spady-mcbride Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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