A.B. - I Am lyrics

[Hook:] I am Trayvon, I am Mike Brown (x4) I am this song, can't hold me down I am Trayvon, I am Mike Brown (x4) I am Emmett Till, I am Rodney King [Verse 1:] Young black males, I am Trayvon They'll keep k**in, til we say something Lets Stand our Ground not keep running Aonther old boy died, why is it stunning? They don't charge him, brush it off like its nothing I am Mike Brown, hands up knees on the ground Riots, light the fire, raise up the whole town There are no more sit-in's, no Jim Crow Been mistreated for too long, tension to strong k** us at night and chaos epurts at dawn Driving While Black, it's not just a song God put us right here, why can't we get along? I mean just because of my skin color I got white boys, they my n***as, they like brothers So its not all, not all hate each other My hood, hands up; you don't gotta shoot I'm on my f**in knees; Tell me what else I'm suppose to do Some done wanna hear it, they fear it? But I'm just telling the truth Justice is so f**ed up I'm trying to get that in this booth I guess if our past are who we are, then it's nothing new [Hook:] [Verse 2: A.B.] [Hook:] I am Trayvon, I am Mike Brown (x4) I am this song, can't hold me down I am Trayvon, I am Mike Brown I am a human being that you keep on beating [Verse 3:Amp] I am a human being, one that you keep on beating Yellin out for help and America can't seem to hear it Then we riot, they see us coming and start fearing Then you feel our pain, see the predicament we in It's how you finsh not begin, but will this sh** never end? Justifable homicides, b**h we know you lying That bullsh** you sellin no of us goin be buying Me and A.B., y'all just want n***as to keep a low key If y'all can't hold us down, then just leave it to the police Stand Our Ground, all the black folks know what I mean Brown and Garner, sons are dead, try to tell that their to fathers Why Us?, they don't even know that they fault us Law enforcement they fail us, they k** us, ready to jail us But really?, them b**hes couldn't f**in care less Tanks, strapped up with riot gear, they just tryin to scare us And k** our brothers and sons, it's like they f**in dare us Or taunt us, riots in these streets, don't they f**in hear us I know they do, they just push it to the side, deny the truth While we say 'Hands up, Don't Shoot; they still goin too Why are we surprised?, this sh** is really old news Just repeating itself, but this time we ain't goin lose This time we got a short fuse, Congress Whatca goin Do? Because no longer will we take this, We been though