Young Black America (feat. The-Dream)

Yeah, I was on that corner, trying to get my coins up

Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner

White man kill a black man, they never report us

Black man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up

Mamma she was soar, sippin' on the Absolut

Young **** brainwashed, they just wanna rap and hoop

Coulda been a lawyer, until they came and shackled you

Felons on your records, so them jobs ain't gettin' back at you

Them kids ain't eat yet, so you can't even sleep yet

That's the only thing we ever saw, we repeat that

They was playing ball, fouled him hard, said, "I'd be back"

Broad day, threw his life away soon as he clapped

Gave that boy a life sentence, made his momma relapse

Damn, they don't understand

Comin' from the bottom it's so hard to make a plan

Know them kids beefin', they let it get out of hand

OGs never told us nothin' in advance

Young **** killin' young ****, "Shit is like the Klan," I said

Told my young **** ,"You the man," I said

'Cause you don't wanna end up like my man Ahmed

Prayin' five times a day, prostration on his head

Screamin', "Insha' Allah" that he don't make it to the feds

Caught up in the system, visit from his sisters

Talkin' bout all his ****, how they ain't even with him

Said that they would ride or die, but it ain't even in 'em

Always postin' on the 'Gram, but they ain't sendin' pictures

Never answer when you call, but answer for them bitches

Got you thinking twice, damn I should've been a witness

That's none of my business, just tellin' my story

All guts no glory, been goin' on before me

We're slaves in the 40's, still slaves in the present

No toys for Christmas, ain't get us no presents

Only made us evil, made us hungry, made us desperate

Youngin' in the ninth grade, he got a Smith & Wesson

Grew up with the goons, now he need protection

He dropped out of school, then he got arrested

Lord with a blessing, I just hope he learn his lesson

They told us, if we go to jail, we would be respected

They told us, If we make a sale, we would run the check in

Throwin' rock out in that field, he got inercepted

He stumbled, he fumbled, ya'll **** just rumble

They told you to hustle, them **** don't love you

Young black American (Na,na)

Wanna live like the fairer skin (Na, na)

Fall to the paradigm (Na, na)

Occupied on that Marilyn (Na, na)

The prophecies of the wild ****, no church

My uncle said stop bitchin' ****, no skirts

It's kind of crazy there's another world on the other side of town

Pastor rollin' up in that Rolls

Pullin' up in that Holy Ghost

Preaching, while **** dyin' by the Bible code

The destruction, the hate

The obstruction of my faith

My prayers, my faith

Will never be the same

Young black America

Young black America

Young black America

Young black America