Jered Sanders - Colin's Rebuttal lyrics

[Verse1: Jered Sanders] Yo, said I done said it more than two times like a pair of clocks Last few days I done heard more than a pair of shots I ain't talking steph curry But a sharp shooter still scared of block Only look twice but homie that's two peers like a pair of docks And now we scared of cops, and rocking puma's for the track races An advoration and a stack matrix, a tragic nation in a black basement You don't mourn with them you that racist, its that blatant And yea homie yea I'm black and I'm proud But the heart blacker than black on a child Smoking a black n mild, who ain't been on track in a while Blasting a ratchet while clapping on the pastor with child Asking for ma**ive thou It's kinda of crazy how the sterling wants the blacks out Now a black sterling got his back out Pray for the heart of man Times getting harder for you to mash out And God take the black out You bleed and never backed out But show did give a brother the story to rap bout But true submission ain't the way to tap out It's more like putting the garmin in the V instead of pulling maps out, rolling the dice quickest way to crap out It's probably why the west side riding Even though they pulling cap out It's a little different when you throw the facts out And everybody talk a little different when the plaques out The body act out and everybody on a flag route what's that bout Everybody saying with freedom you let it ring We stand for the soldiers and bow in front of a king huh But here the thing Do you stand for the superbowl and put them chips down when the artist about to sing Don't you lie neither When you squatting in front of 50 and 60 inches Looking like minnie grinches Not even recognizing the fruit of the Willie Lynches Ignoring the cop sirens and the city tension [Chorus] Nine times out of ten, I'm in my feelings But ten times out of nine, I'm only human Tell me, what did I do wrong? Feel like that question has been posed I'm movin' on [Verse 2: Jered Sanders] We the shots opening backs like tailgaters witnesseing the crime but don't nobody tell neighbors Do the most time cause they figure we hellraisers While high quarterbacks one of the trailblazers Afro picks and black power the anthem these days you can take that life three ways Either the skin is king or underneath it we kin Worship the king of kings the blood cleaning the sin But my God forgives or disappear like how Sodom did The grace suffient from the hood to the colleges All the way from the prison cells to where the Obama's live He intereceding for your godlessness You should do a whole lot more groveling If you knew the God he is Our how astonishing the Gospel is He took the admonishment I deserved Fufilling His promises now that's a heavenly accomplishment , Jesus lives