Tell me how it feels to watch your people get killed Knowing you could be next, hit it yo chest and blood spills All over that ground and you suppose to walk on freedom Even empty handed and you still somehow manage to beat em Its no longer a secret you speak it but dont believe it My patience is decreasing this anger is slowing leaking No more of this speaking cuz action is what we needing But how would i react knowing my mama still need need me You look us in the eyes and you fear us from our appearance Nappy headed nigga hoody on say he a killer But if his skin was lighter would he get a lighter sentence? And if you had a gun he tried to run you pull the trigger? End his life shoot twice in the back and watch him plumb it Stumble on his knees and watch him bleeding out his stomach All over matter fact that nigga aint do nothin You just lookin for a reason to get to squeezing on that gun And then run into the court and beat the case And then you look us in the face and say it aint about the race Yeah right, so you can fool all these niggas not me My hands up like all Ali so dont shoot im fifteen Black Lives Matter