Tonalidad: E major•
Verse 1
E
Am
Yeah!
E
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Am
Yeah, okay, yeah, that'll do
E
Look, I watched as my parents'
dreams got foreclosed
Am
Thought of my parents'
career foreclosed
E
Crazy to be a teen,
C
more ashamed to be seen in your jeans
Than to think they were
G
auctioning your home
E
And that's why they call it a war, oh, oh
Am
And that's why our wallets
are all closed
E
When you think of all those orphans,
no water and no home
C
Ain't even got a quarter for
G
E
chalk to draw those
Am
Shit, and the award goes to ya
I'm happy for you, I'mma let you finish
E
I got a problem with no tailor,
can you help me fit in?
C
G
300 for a pair, just take a selfie in it
E
Few thousand followers
to share in our unhealthy visions
Am
Look around, can you compare
to our wealth and privilege?
E
Am
It's a conscious rap, un conscious rap
E
C
Am
It's a conscious rap,
it's a conscious rap
E
Yeah, Pius and Pompous,
high in the tosses
Am
Find me some causes and
I'll rhyme about that
E
Right and wrong, can't iron them flat
C
G
Writing a song, can't fire a mat
E
Got one eye in the sparrow
plus an eye in the bat
Am
Gotta find a third eye for the track
E
Picture me winning the Grammy
Providing for my family and
C
then apologizing
G
Cause I ain't black, well,
E
nah -ah -ah, I ain't back
Am
Though I get L's more with less sales,
rewind it back
E
The more L's, get sales,
Am
style the track
G
E
For the majority, you buy it like crack
From a song's the only sure
way to fire a Mac
Am
Alright, maybe that was out of order
E
Good, cause I'm out of quarters
And awards are just a game
C
you play with credit
E
G
So today I pay with credit
E
Cause my babies need it, feed it,
Am
and we had a formula
know how babies need formulas
E
I mean weed hoes and some alcoholic buzz
C
Or deep flows on how those
G
E
are wrong for us
It's a need for those who long to trust
Am
Anyone who keeps on knowing
that they're all in us
E
These vices, vices, nieces, vices
C
G
We all want a peace till we mice in vice grips
E
We all want peace but we fight for rights
Am
Is it black or white when justice calls
E
Who judges us all, she
adjusts her balls
C
G
This her man -for -dite to a bus we call
E
But she tips the scale
when the love is gone
Am
When the love is gone, the love is gone
E
Till you find it above, below, beyond
C
You know, you find it above,
Am
Okay, so science dropped
the atom bomb
E
Religion dropped that atom bomb
Am
You see what happens
when we're reliant on an atom's bomb?
E
Find it above, below, beyond
C
G
I mean, you find it above, below, beyond
E
See I was eight up in that section,
eight and I should mention
Am
E
Never felt ashamed putting change
Am
in that collection
E
Played that with hate
when they claimed and that attention
C
Made it so he refrained from
G
praying in any frame
E
That was built with the intention
to guilt and place blame
Am
To sit still and not face change
E
I'm saying if this will is free,
Am
how can we make change
C
G
To pay a bill made out in our name
E
What a shame, what a shame
What a shame, what a shame
Am
We all messed up and got
no one to blame
I mean, we all dressed up
E
and got nowhere to claim
C
I say, a human is a human,
G
ain't a human the king?
E
Now, now who can blame me
for my reasons, reasons?
Am
I get so angry, I'm seething, seething
E
Funny, they wanna hang me
for the things I believe in
C
Well, it's the only thing
restraining me
E
from kicking they teeth
And they say my music's too shameless
Am
Must be the text, this drive is too aimless
E
Plus when you text and drive
it's too dangerous
C
Must we conceptualize my tools
G
till it's lines are too Danish?
E
And we argue till we all blue in our faces
Am
Till we all the same hue
and we viewed as racist
E
I said raceless, not racist
Face it, look
I wanted to be black thought,
but I got a white face
Am
Tell me can you have black thoughts
with a white face?
E
I was brought up on this music
C
Taught by its influence so much
G
I never thought it wasn't my place
Am
You wanna know my race?
E
Well, it's against time
Am
Runnin' rhymes with the hopes
that you might chase
E
I had high hopes in 9th grade
I was readin' Malcolm
C
to some irate white face
G
Know -it -alls came
E
poundin' on my thesis
With a how come?
Am
Sorta cracked my glass bubble
Like they did with brass knuckles
E
And I lost two teeth in the outcome
C
G
But I was a subject of public housing
E
Growin' up on public enemy albums
Am
E
And I never feared a black planet, damn it
All my heroes were black,
but it appears all my heroes could rap
C
Man, it's a mind twist
G
Am
trying to define this obsession
E
With the eyes to blind its owner,
Am
that's why I rhyme with I
Cause I'm a loner,
E
but when it comes to the eyes,
guess I'm a donor
C
G
I mean, look,
E
I got a blue -eyed mama,
her brown skin pops
Am
Got blue on my collar turning brown
E
when it's hot and it's hot
And it's felt on the days
Am
my credit card's denied
for this milk and eggs
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