Maestro Williams - The Bitter Truth lyrics

[Intro: Achromatik] They will lead by example, to influence the youth They will prosecute the innocent to find an excuse They will silence every voice that even dares to accuse If you don't see it then you're blinded, but I see the Bitter Truth [Verse 1: Achromatik He wakes up in the morning Momma cooking in the kitchen. Smell of breakfast, irresistible Robert Palmer's Addictions The radio's blaring Momma screaming "turn it down" But Just A Friend is fresh Please let the song play out 1989 and he's still tryna see what life's about Had a rough patch when he was young His papa walked right out The man of the house, just momma and his sister His uncle barely come around, the only father figure Monday mornings always rough He has to get dressed for school Even his pair Troops are Hand-me-down's from Uncle Bo Cla**mates are cruel Mommas working double shifts Just to trade food stamps For money to buy gifts Before cla** he always stopping at the corner store Tryna get some skittles, sees some cops he's never seen before. They eying him Like he committed mortal sin But he knows better than that Its just the pigment of his skin [Hook: Maestro Williams] Are you quick to judge? Is everything what you thought it was? Will we disagree like Crips and Bloods? Will you hold steadfast, or will you budge? Are you quick to judge? Are you quick to judge? (What you think you see) Are you quick to judge? (What you're afraid to be) Are you quick to judge? Are you quick to judge? Me. (Me.) [Verse 2: Achromatik] He wakes up in the morning Papa setting out the dishes Good Morning America from the TV in the kitchen Brothers banging on the bathroom door Sisters got it occupied "Give me five minutes", trying to compromise He makes it to the kitchen smells the food on the stove Gets his greetings from his parents, such a courteous tone. Siblings running down the stairs So they can eat as a family They grab each others hands And thank the lord for his majesty Sitting at table, eyes glued to the screen News report interruption Coming directly from the scene “Reporting to you live where a teen was shot Authorities unaware if he was armed or not.” But pops was not surprised This happens all the time He couldn't blame the cops They just want to stop crime Siding with the cops, making excuses for them But he knows better than that Its just the pigment of their skin [Hook: Maestro Williams] [Bridge:] Disoriented, blinded by pure hatred Degrading race by the act of segregating Undertaking the same a**ignments of our fathers and the fathers before them Condemning the human race from which a few people stem Understand that I'm not one of those few I will physically fight family members who share those ideas and views Ignorance is taught, though its less potent than it's ever been I refuse to be the one to judge by pigment of someone else's skin [Hook: Maestro Williams] [Outro: Achromatik] They will lead by example, to influence the youth They will prosecute the innocent to find an excuse They will silence every voice that even dares to accuse If you don't see it then you're blinded, but I see the Bitter Truth X2