Ill Instrumentals - Hypocrisy lyrics

Skit 1 Verse 1 I been tryna relax But they keep sweating me My brother can't even walk down the street bruh, the cops won't let him breath Call us names when they step to me I try to just let it be But sometimes I feel like pulling out a strap and saying "rest in peace" Sometimes I wanna blast but that's the recipe For a short life Long days and long nights And I don't like how I feel like I got no rights There's no right There's just hara**ment and blackness is wack cause I'm trapped in the trap, I can never relax I bounce back but I can never get ahead And why should I grind if I'll never get the bread? I wanna pull a thing back Instead of listenin to House Negroes telling me don't swing back Or m**ms tellin me to pray and quit pork and that can bring back All my lost time, man I think that There's no solution I already said I'm close to shooting But in reality I really feel I'm hopeless Moving weight or choosing cake over control, what's in our hell? What am I supposed to do, Darnell? Verse 2 Maybe you should pack a bong Maybe you should rap a song Life's a big comedy Maybe you should clap along Maybe you should start staring at back in thongs Maybe you should Verse 3 Get back up and never quit, I know Take the hate in stride, never trip, I know Let the blood flow, let it drip, I know And when the clothes drop, let em strip, I know But maybe I don't wanna do all that Maybe I don't wanna fight back but I don't wanna fall back Maybe I just wanna go back to the simpler days Instead of here where I'm tripping for days Just to make to the Sunday Cause that's the one day I feel like we all brothers then it's back to hell on the Monday Tuesday is more like tote a gun day Wednesday, I swear I'm gonna make it one way or another I told my mother I would buy her a crib She always did her to best to inspire her kid But I guess I was a liar cause I can't keep my promise She told me "never get distracted by the nonsense" Skit 2 Verse 4 I'm coming for blood You took my brother away So I swear to God and I'm gonna take this gun and just spray Just moments ago, we had fun and just played But now he's lying there broken and nothing's the same Is there solace? Look around and life will tell that life is hell So go to church and ring the righteous bells Cause I doubt there's gon be peace for me after Sorry Jay Diem, but this piece gon achieve the peace that I'm after I'll rip you to pieces actors in blue Pretending like you care when all you do is bustin them tools At people like us who need relief not a gun, are you fools Really convinced that this hara**ment will make us subject to you? We'll start a revolution Inspire reckless shooting You are the reason that my brother can't rest in peace and he'll rest in ruins With no restitution There's no respect for you man Tonight I'm ridin cuz I'm tired of disrespect and who can Stand up for us if we don't stand for us So take a stand if you man enough Because even tho our mama's up every night prayin for us Like Darnell, Mike Brown died while his hands were up Now he's gone and his face is angled up And I'm crying for his heart to hold down him till the angels come Word to Jay Diem I'm breaking, I'm bringing a bullet with me To Heaven where there's escape or there's nothing, you couldn't give me Anything that could make this right I'll scream for him every day and night Till my anger reaches outrageous heights And I rage with life, just an afterthought in this aftermath I can't even... finish... Skit 3 Verse 5 So as my heart dies Lost in the face of this apartheid I lose a part of myself that was once where my heart lied Now my conscience only works as a part time Facing a Red Sea of blood that I need Moses to part, I'm Aware that life isn't fair but this just isnt straight I can't even walk down the street and still be feeling safe in this place And everyday I feel my hope dissipate I no longer feel like black is a race It's a symbol of oppression, we find our freedom never It's the 1960's, shouldn't we be doing better Now watch closely as our blood turns the pavement And we sing We Shall Overcome till we're exterminated Skit 4 - Malcolm X