Nehemie - Skittles & Iced Tea lyrics

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Nehemie - Skittles & Iced Tea lyrics

[Intro] "Are you following him?" "Yea." "Okay, we don't need you to do that." [Hook: Nehemie x2] You just took what it could've been Who I was gonna be, right out from under me And now, you telling the world it don't matter If the roles were reversed then I'd matter [Verse 1] Look - no justice for a black male This ain't a speculation song, I know the facts well Pack jails with us even if we proven innocent Then they wonder why we pack a strap and move militant "Die n***a die" is what they mumble, it's like we live in a jungle Cause I'm considered a monkey even if I'm bright and humble This is Emmett Till speaking, Trayvon speaking Careful if you packing Skittles, they consider that as reaching and they shoot you And this the type of treatment that we used to See a n***a, k** a n***a, police might recruit you Wow - so foul I should probably get a tec Get it? Get a Tec and maybe then I'll get respect Need a check or just some type of reparations for these acclamations You piss wrong, they wanna fry you like a pack of bacon What you mistaking for a gun was just my cap and gown But I won't get to use it cause you just shot me down [Hook x2] [Verse 2] How many gotta die before we take a stand? You had enough? Let's rally up, we gotta make a plan Just understand if it was yo son You'd be on the frontline with yo gun Locked, loaded, not holding back until they show some Respect for our people, know I fret for our people If I could, I'd write a check and go in debt for our people Need a sequel to the Civil Rights, Malcolm in my form of life Martin right before the shots or Rodney right before the cops beat him It's not freedom, Miranda Rights they never read us They just white sheet us, k** our Black leaders Need Jesus cause that "We Shall Overcome" is getting played Ain't no "hear my freedom" song gon' bring yo son up out this grave If you brave, take a stand, if you weak then take a seat 'Fore we end up on our backs, I'm tryna get us on our feet Black fists high, never give up, brother you special And careful with them Skittles, somebody might just arrest you Talk to 'em [Hook x2] [Outro] [Hook x2]