[Prod. Rashard]
[Verse 1: Awon]
See I spit for these n***as
Scholars or pulling triggers
Drug dealers and doctors
Getting the major figures
I spit for old n***as
And new n***as
Tell you the stories of true n***as
Who were brought and sold as slaves
Cause they ain't know what to do with us
Even then we were shining but violent
Sold out people for guns
Along with all our diamonds
It's all too familiar
n***as repeat the past
Glorifying drug dealers
Now I sons are living fast
n***as want that now cash
n***as don't think 'bout the future
Poverty what you used to
Day to day living suits you
Pimps, prostitutes, addicts, robbers, and hustlers
Known career paths amongst us
Ambitious as youngsters
I rather my n***as get educated
Become men
Or the independent women
Who don't need him
Now that's freedom
But I see the same n***as on the block
Serving they n***as mommas rocks
Murdering they n***as pops
To take another n***a spot
It never stops the truth I rhyme
I'm not an ignorant n***a
I'm just trying to free your mind
f** the word n***a
Even though I might still use it
It's so hard to lose it
When you programmed to abuse it