Arshad Goods - Black Sunday lyrics

I'm Just another black boy That never had a black card Or a black bar mitzvah Or a black barb[ie] I never tried to act hard World so backwards Even yo backyard Pastors All in yo black ward Mo' blunts Give 'em more black tar Shots rang k**ed in a black war All factual Capitols capitalize from capital Regions Capitol one They all in yo pockets What's in yo wallet? [Money Baby] Never gone stop it Non-profits even get profits Lockness monsters Clocking yo watches If you was watching Seem even the sanctified Cover the truth Blanket lies With handkerchives If this ain't blind leading the blind Then n***as got planks in eyes They say I say n***a too much Well I'm giving it up When y'all change the visual Cuz all I see is Gun store Liquor store Temple Gun store Temple Liquor store We hit critical Cuz we teach principles That we need prisons mo' Swear it's pitiful Think n***a mean criminal Make n***as get physical Wanna load up a chopper up Cuz we don't see doctors much Nor lawyers Nor judges Just judges and coppers With grudges Got dreads and you thuggin Due process They locking up So f** being famous A young n***a made it People Game in-equal f** around and block yo blessings Steady tryna block them evils n***as steady screaming YOLO Living like it's not no sequel Time gone teach you And if not I'm gone teach you Just another black boy