The case is won the native son is safe
We’ve rested but now this place’s begun to chafe
But this black boy knew we used to long to write
Now read our lyrics look how wrong we write
Can’t tell wrong from right in the songs we write
Life's like being underground for the longest night
Wish I could bleed for our sins, wish it was easy again
Remember way back when saying brother didn’t mean we were kin
But it did mean we were friends, Black folk were geniuses then
Now we segregate ourselves and smoke weed to fit in
We all know but most just laugh
I feel like Moses when he saw them worship the golden calf
We're better than this, got the finest diamond parts
Forget moving weight, Lets move minds and hearts
Its hard not to sin, and even harder to win playa
Look what protestants prayers did to moccasin wearers
And they'd just finished being oppressed
But they made'em choose either flee or get death
Cannibalism we took their land, we're eating their flesh
We need to protect our queens like bees in a nest
But we hurt our women, hate all of our elderly
Leer at those with knowledge, dap up those with felonies
The whole media targets us, ask arbiters to pardon us
Throw hands in air like we don’t care that white folk be robbin us
How do you have no job but mad game?
How do you have no focus but mad aim?
Jada asked why? People gave him props
But nobody did anything to make those problems stop
We’re living our lives for pleasure, blinded by a diamond’s splendor
More foolishness than I can measure, women shaking pirate’s treasure
It’s a bleak picture being painted by black artists
And the saddest part is that I love you regardless
One love
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