Hey America I'm really conflicted
Life, liberty, and pursuit is what's depicted
Listen closely don't get my words twisted
I'm black, my next move is just another statistic
Imagine walking 54 in 65
Fighting a system so you can stay alive
People filled with anger, hate, rage and despise
Oppression, discrimination and still I rise
Do nothing wrong it won't be no trouble
We tired of getting killed hate to burst your bubble
Took a knee peacefully tried to keep it subtle
Getting treated equally, now that's a struggle
Demise demise hey look an innocent dies
Judge, jury, executioner, no surprise
Been using Ham to destroy our black lives
About to get the beef, and it comes with the fries
Byron on the track and I'm about to spit facts
Sliding up like Rosa and I ain't never looking back
Martin had a dream, about to set the record clean
Ain't gotta sleep to know this ain't the scene that he seen
You could say that it's getting a little better
No matter your race, we all standing together
Respect and unity, to fill this whole void
Can't sit by idly, represent George Floyd
Skittles for Martin
Rage like Spartan
Shot at night for wearing a hoodie
They Sid, we must be Woody
Just obey won't be no hassle
Ask again to Mr. Castile
Red and blue ain't talking about pills
Reality-check cause we got the bills
Stepping out is rolling the dice
Getting murdered and it's a vice
Playing with toys can end your life
Don't believe me ask Mr. Rice
On the corner like Garner
And we need safe harbor
Ain't got no room for making mistakes
Are these what you call the breaks
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Hey America I'm really conflicted
Life, liberty, and pursuit is what's depicted
Listen closely don't get my words twisted
I'm black, my next move is just another statistic
Imagine walking 54 in 65
Fighting a system so you can stay alive
People filled with anger, hate, rage and despise
Oppression, discrimination and still I rise
Do nothing wrong it won't be no trouble
We tired of getting killed hate to burst your bubble
Took a knee peacefully tried to keep it subtle
Getting treated equally, now that's a struggle
Demise demise hey look an innocent dies
Judge, jury, executioner, no surprise
Been using Ham to destroy our black lives
About to get the beef, and it comes with the fries
Byron on the track and I'm about to spit facts
Sliding up like Rosa and I ain't never looking back
Martin had a dream, about to set the record clean
Ain't gotta sleep to know this ain't the scene that he seen
You could say that it's getting a little better
No matter your race, we all standing together
Respect and unity, to fill this whole void
Can't sit by idly, represent George Floyd
Skittles for Martin
Rage like Spartan
Shot at night for wearing a hoodie
They Sid, we must be Woody
Just obey won't be no hassle
Ask again to Mr. Castile
Red and blue ain't talking about pills
Reality-check cause we got the bills
Stepping out is rolling the dice
Getting murdered and it's a vice
Playing with toys can end your life
Don't believe me ask Mr. Rice
On the corner like Garner
And we need safe harbor
Ain't got no room for making mistakes
Are these what you call the breaks
Life, liberty, and pursuit is what's depicted
Listen closely don't get my words twisted
I'm black, my next move is just another statistic
Imagine walking 54 in 65
Fighting a system so you can stay alive
People filled with anger, hate, rage and despise
Oppression, discrimination and still I rise
Do nothing wrong it won't be no trouble
We tired of getting killed hate to burst your bubble
Took a knee peacefully tried to keep it subtle
Getting treated equally, now that's a struggle
Demise demise hey look an innocent dies
Judge, jury, executioner, no surprise
Been using Ham to destroy our black lives
About to get the beef, and it comes with the fries
Byron on the track and I'm about to spit facts
Sliding up like Rosa and I ain't never looking back
Martin had a dream, about to set the record clean
Ain't gotta sleep to know this ain't the scene that he seen
You could say that it's getting a little better
No matter your race, we all standing together
Respect and unity, to fill this whole void
Can't sit by idly, represent George Floyd
Skittles for Martin
Rage like Spartan
Shot at night for wearing a hoodie
They Sid, we must be Woody
Just obey won't be no hassle
Ask again to Mr. Castile
Red and blue ain't talking about pills
Reality-check cause we got the bills
Stepping out is rolling the dice
Getting murdered and it's a vice
Playing with toys can end your life
Don't believe me ask Mr. Rice
On the corner like Garner
And we need safe harbor
Ain't got no room for making mistakes
Are these what you call the breaks
Writer: BYRON WALKER
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave