Cause I’m Black Lyrics
Artist Styles P
Album Styles P
David Styles known by his stage name, Styles P, is an American rapper, author, and entrepreneur.
Other:
2012: The World's Most Hardest MC Project
2013: Float
Artist Styles P
Album Styles P
David Styles known by his stage name, Styles P, is an American rapper, author, and entrepreneur.
[Styles P]I’m Black, been a greasy kidI’m better off sayin nigga like Eazy didMike Vick bought a pit’, now he goin to jailHe ain’t have a license to shoot a dead duck or quailDid the pigs have a license when they shot Sean Bell?Now hell is a place we liveCause the race we is, I mean race we areToo cold for this cop to have our face on the carIt ain’t candy so I don’t want a taste of the barsAin’t a ball game, I don’t wanna sit at the courtDo a long bid, I don’t wanna give that a (Thought)But I’m +Black+ and people in jail is most my colorWhat up black cop? Every brother ain’t no brotherI’m a have-not, grandma’s grandma sufferedYou just mad we hustled right out of the struggleLet it rain nigga, we gon’ dance out in the puddlesWhat?[Chorus: sample of Syl Johnson's "Is It Because I'mBlack"]Looking back over my false dreams that I once knewWondering why my dreams never came trueSomething is holding me back, ohhh-ohhhIs it because I’m Black? Yeah…[Black Thought]Uhh, yeahThey say payback’s a motherfuckin nigga, that explainswhy I’msick of gettin treated like a goddamn step-childLivin like a {?} I’m an exileGotta climb out of my skin, just like a reptileBorn where the feds file, them suits and necktiesOperatin under the cold, live and let dieI’m tryin to break free of the holeBut five out of ten brothers gon’ see a paroleWho this system fail with Mychal Bell, might as well beSeanFat cats picnickin on the White House lawnAnd it’s only ten percent in the hood, where healthbenefitsGenocide, Jena 6, guilty ’til we innocentCitizens, listenin to government smooth talkTake, one step forward and do the moonwalkback, give me the Peace Prize like Al Gore’sI got a mind like Malcolm X, how ’bout yours?C’mon[Chorus][Styles P]Struggle lives on and it tire onImus should’ve never been fired, just fired onNot with a gun, hit him up with a water hoseGot some nerve to call a black man’s daughter hoeWhoever put the nooses up, we oughta slaughter thoseKlan in the precinct, where did the order go?Klan in the schools too, where should my daughter go?Where should my son go? Let me know what {?} is hungI’m too Black to not dream like Martin didDie like Malcolm, a martyr to be part of itCame from the ghetto, you know the heart of itWe just want it finished and, we ain’t even started it
Other:
2012: The World's Most Hardest MC Project
2013: Float
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