Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Christopher Houck
Songwriter:in
Dontre Carter
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
It's not hate to say that we were kidnapped and brought here. It's true. It's not hate to say that we were Jim Crowed
Discriminated and segregated. It's true. It's not hate to say that the Supreme Court, which is the highest court in this country came up with a hypocritical
Desegregation decision. It's not hate. That's true
Did I want to be a rapper? Did I grow up on this shit? Do I want to rep a label will I blow up on this shit
Will I rise to the occasion? Sell myself to make a hit? Will I entertain these people as they rob for every cent
Will I contradict my teachings? Would my daddy throw a fit? Will I listen to his preachings? Will I notice and repent
Will I reap from all the offers? Will I get it all in print? Will I answer all these questions? Can a **** get a hint
Will you view me as incompetent who lack intelligence? Do you view me as a criminal who left his fingerprints
Will you view me as a **** dunkin', dodgin', hoppin' fence? Do I really hate the cops who will kill in their defense
Is it due to darker pigment? Do I really make you tense? Figment of imagination. I'm not makin' sense
Did I make you pull the trigger? Did I miss out on my rent? Do I always play the system? I am them to what extent
Questions. You beat around the bush when I ask you these questions. But yet you always gettin' into shit these sessions
You push me to the edge and the issues are pressing. Questions
I can't relate to ignorance, a slave to your society. But ignorance is publicized and BLM is rioting
Because you look the same, you the same. No hiring. Rap career inspiring. Basketball retiring. Got it through the wire and
Jack a purse and diamond ring. Sell it like a brand new thing. Thugish life admiring. Overtalking never work
****, why you hollering? Don't you know that I'm the boss? Guess I'll do the firing. Stress like I'm hell bound
I am a king not recognized with no crown. Cuz of my race not taken seriously bound
By systematic pandemic drug like Jasper. They hold they purse from getting mugged but Casper
Frighten us more, we getting spooked and rappers. Living in warfare, they dead hereafter
Caught by the feds, street cred, bred new chapters. New generation and then they shooting us after. So inequality tonight
It's taking away rights and blinding them from the truth. The youth, it ain't right
Y'all born with silver spoons and soon you take bites. But black and brown struggle, we feel and we fight
We train not to vote, the rope is so tight. They will work against us to benefit, right
Hate the word privilege, yet they so bright. He killed from a description, the system ain't right
Written by: Christopher Houck, Dontre Carter