Verse 1 They say this america, but america ain't even america n***as bs and bask in the hysteria, reveal the truth Ha then they after ya, we in shackles like ancestors From africa, except ours is gold chains and diamond Rangs, buts thats cool cause we was brought up to shine I geuss thats why a hustler gotta grind, i geuss survivin Is a crime and you know i gotta eat so damn thats fine Why did martin bleed for a mothaf**in dream, were we Nieve to believe it was more than just a dream am i gettin Too deep hold up pause for the cause so a n***a can roll Up Verse 2 I gotta work 3x as hard cause im a black mail, damn that means We all gettin black mailed, a vain campiagn that started when They set sail, obama in office, they think we all forettin Rascism ain't gone its just hidden, i think about all the sh** and struggle that we know, lord have mercy on the latinos And the middle east , we high mighty and arrogant see one Think they all terrorist, am i gettin to deep hold up Pause for the cause so a n***a can roll up