D Horton - The Lecture lyrics

[Verse 1: D Horton] Look Caught in perception Black president still live in a white house Some nights I wonder if they ever cut THAT n***a's lights out With his Harvard protection Not what you know, but who you know how we start off this lecture Partial to children cause they don't know no better His mama spazz and whipped his a** cause that new Polo sweater That she bought him just to show off to her followers on instagram Probably got too small and won't fit again But she's still trying She grabs his hand and tells him that she's happy but she's lying He looks his mommy in the eye and asks her why she's crying When he says that it cuts her deep and she's tearing inside And tells that little black boy get prepared for the ride Now listen, here is a list of competition Number 1: Just be aware the person staring in the mirror Cause even if it hurts you, he gone wanna be that n***a Like yeah you love your girl, but he gone wanna run with women That really don't benefit you and that been an issue Plus he never had his father and that been an issue And even when his dad came around which was few and between It was business never play around and he would never stay around Look The second enemy don't look like a crook No his pants ain't saggin, black flag du-raggin But it's something more precious to the victim he took Ain't it a mystery how deep inside the history book That that little black boy gets depicted as slave And cop a chain soon as that n***a get paid I'm guessing it's change that he was looking for - crumbs from the table Third one that he should look out for: Weeknights on cable You can flip to channel 7 and see five arrested Two was murdered. Just your basic h*mocide investment Say 'Yo that's so and so's son' and hell it just might be Turn to his mommy and say 'Mommy he looks just like me' The saddest thing is in ten years, hell it just might be We're just not quite free From the expression of such an oppression Police gone save you from yourself, is that what you gone tell em? I'm f**ing with you Cause not even I could make an answer Little black boy born with such a dangerous cancer Father be with him At night he say his prayers and ask the Father be with him And then he ask the Lord why won't his Father be with him [Bridge] At night he says his prayers and ask the Father be with him (Repeat 2x) And then he asks the Lord why won't his father be with him [Verse 2] And then he asks the Lord is it cause I told mommy bout the woman at his job Cause the truth is that hiding it was really kinda hard When the only girl I ever loved wallows in tears I would've dropped his a** myself I just couldn't swallow my fears And I'm guessing he hate me for that But who can blame em cause I hate him for making me black Guess we both angry Such a sterotype I guess the stero's right He couldn't save her - Not the Mario type A cold world She told a little black boy that when they ask what you wanted to be Say 25, still alive and man, hopefully free At least she was honest with him Cause most mothers would lie and say he could be whatever he wanted to be You better pray he learns to rap or grow to be 6'4" If not, he still can bang 74 Just pray he get to heaven though Cause if 'The Man' see his black a** at the Heaven door Music all blastin and rappin bout weed Then he gone kindly turn around and ask his black a** to leave And point his a** right to a poster that says 'Be all you can be' And return a little later hoping he don't see him again And he sitting there laughin with the keys in his hand If Abraham could press rewind, would he free them again? Cause this sh** ain't much better or did he get what he bargained for? Cause they dropped the gate and barred the door Man, the system meant to lock us out, so what we trying harder for? Heart attack - Cardio - Breathing all heavy Don't give them no more crumbs, boy didn't you feed them already? Don't give them no more rights, boy didn't you read them already? Just sell him that new Louis, boy can't you see the mall heavy With children that barely even can afford to pay attention Cash a 40 hour check just to afford to say they did it Before she starts to finish she says you can make a difference But that chain was so enticing he can't avoid the lynching [Breakdown] Little Black boy never get it and don't you agree That little black boy looks exactly like me That little black boy go rap in his white tee About the war against all the little black boys to be That black boy can be whatever he wanna But that black boy can't find one man in his corner So he sit and rap out all his fantasies And pray that little black boy don't lose his sanity in such a cruel world