New Eraa - Kenny Lofton lyrics

[Intro: New Eraa] Mannnn It seems like every day my people dieing right And they're getting away with it Damn, You can't spell cop without op Ready to barbeque me some pork (Chuckles) .. Ugh ugh [Verse 1: New Eraa] How do you justify murder Some sh** i never heard of Johnathan P. Jackson on these verdicts n***a word up You can't conceal us, We tell the truth yaull try to Bobby Seale us But you can never k** us Im still apaulled, He ain't even k** the dog Still they gave 46 shots to poor milton hall Thats man slaughter How you free when your own dash cam caught ya Makes me believe Uncle Sam taught ya Oscar Grant never had a chance, Even handcuffed his hands Still he got shot big brothers innocent bystand If that was one of my mans Yo I swear to God this revolution gone be ruthless I put this on Huey Newton n***a Seize The Time dog we bout to start recruiting n***a This is everyday, These cops re out here shooting n***as The feelings mutual we dont f** with the fed First yaull k** us now we get handcuffed when were dead That sh** stuck in my head, Cut deep and I bleed Same reason back in school I never stood up pledge Cause my people Opress But dog we just fighting through it Serial k**ers with the liscense to do Thats how i view it n***a! [Hook: New Eraa] Frank Lucas selling d** in the game They only care about a n***a when hes giving up names boy Michel Jackson, Im deep with the pen They only care about a brother when he's bleaching his skin Its like im, Big and Pac but the youngest in charge They only care about a n***a when hes writing some bars Han! And it breaks my heart The worlds stage and I just play my part [Verse 2: New Eraa] They only care when you're involved with the law Or when they send you to war But when you're blown up to debris, With fatigues on the floor You're nothing more than just a corpse, Over seas in the morgue See these thoughts got me thinking we ain't free anymore! Because the chain is in our heads, We can't see anymore! Just because we can't see it dont mean that were sure I spit the truth and man im still raw This industry is feeding yaull food posion for thoughts They im to k** yaull, And still yaull Listening to these radios, Me i got my headphones See im stuck in the ninetys n***a, I still listen to dead wrong You n***as dont pick up on the sh** the goverment's doing n***a its wicked on a Higher level but yaull driven by fools The way we living cruel At this moment dog they building more prisons then schools Cause they, Would love to see more inmates then cla**mates And yaull its alarming its happening at a fast rate Hey [Hook: New Eraa] Frank Lucas selling d** in the game They only care about a n***a when hes giving up names boy Michel Jackson, Im deep with the pen They only care about a brother when he's bleaching his skin Its like im, Big and Pac but the youngest in charge They only care about a n***a when hes writing some bars Han! And it breaks my heart The worlds stage and I just play my part [Interlude: 2 Pac] [Verse 3: New Eraa] Pac they hate when we reflect huh Im trynna save the world, This governments a treat son Because they got schemes and do em by any means And it seems like Americas Dream was just a wet one, Ugh When will it ever stop Who'd ever known a cigarello can get you shot Who'd ever known a bag of skittle, an Arizona, and a hoody Have you chased down your own f**ing block And get you popped We breaking up the fights but yet we in the headlock Thats word to Eric Garner yet they let shrieff harm ya No wepons for protection civil rights our only armor Even though we get no justice well just let the karma come and haunt ya How the f** am i suppose to keep sane If everytime i hit the news they keep saying Another brother k**ed ion get this sh** Were un armed but we still get hit Man change this f**ing channel [Outro: New Eraa] [Interlude: Donte Mangaroo] Even to this day we gotta stand tough Even if you're locked up in them hand cuffs Cops be shooting blacks without giving us chance to put our hands up We were set up to fail But thanks to Martin Luther King man their set up has failed Rest In Peace Malcom X, He was set up and k**ed They throw is jail so we dont set up to prevail but Everybody needs to stay strong Cause easily, Anyone of us could've been Trayvon That same night, I had a hoody with some Jays on Walking down the street headphones playing a Jay song And that only goes to show I was one skittle away from getting shot and left alone One Arizona away from not reading this poem Most of all one block away from making it back home