Intro uses clip from Ferguson riots
[Verse 1: Sxsdale]
Black god, I'm a black god
Jesus Christ, Buddha monk, Allahu Akbar
Bow ya head, do whatever, you should pray for em
God body, black seven and a five star. Holy war
Sxsdale, yeah you know the business
Mea culpa to my A1 n***as my day one n***as
Never call them n***as woes
Nah boy, we don't play that n***a
City streets, bloody water where my brother getting caught up
He's a martyr in a kingdom where the son can't shine
He a dealer, he a k**er, hands up, cross-hair
He a Kunta, they like “k** em all on sight”
But my Martin in the valley, baby (woo!)
Feeling more like Malcom, baby
I'm anti-non violent
This Black 9/11, that ain't goin' keep flying
No lyin' b**h. Holy war
Black mob, it's a black mob
(excerpt from Ferguson riot)
Tear gas after tears fell
Tear gas after tears fell
Hovy told me ain't no church in it
Gotta brick and a bottle
Watch me work with it
Give em hell, till they burn in it
Return fire till they burn in it. Holy war
[Chorus: Chance Cotton]
You n***as better pray they don't become my prey
Today might be the day I find a better way
I Got down on my knees but I forgot to say
Amen Amen Amen
[Verse 2] Chance Cotton
Pick up the pace
My city on my back Like Atlas
Not a drop a sweat on my face
Open the gates
sh** Lord I ain't smoked since I died
Goddammit I'm tired of waitin'
The look on my face a result me chasin' paper
Shout to my brother he didn't make it
Never even got the Chance to meet him
That's because you took him back in the 80's
If you want my respect it ain't hard to get it
Where ya heart when ya lookin' right down the barrel
n***as packin' I know they won't f**in use it
Why u actin' this sh** ain't no f**in' movie
Got this yellow b**h she don't wanna smoke no doobies
So we roll up them blunts and She seal it perfect
Still in my 20's I'm just a youngin'
sh** I'm tryna do right I ain't selling nothing
Thanks to my mama I been knew these officers
Don't give a f** about None of us
Never been the one stunt I'm too humble
I Sit back and smoke me a blunt or something
Smoke me another one pour up a cup of some purple
It's darker than outta space
My whole team enlightened so Let's stop the fightin'
You n***as gone open ya eyes today
A moment of silence
For the finest of citizens victim to frivolous violence
What you gon' fight for
Be quick n***a times up
Better get ya soul lined up
Can't breath because the cops right behind em'
Hands up and they still got shot at
When you gone n***a ain't no coming back
The love is where the d** at
[Chorus: Chance Cotton]
You n***as better pray they don't become my prey
Today might be the day I find a better way
I Got down on my knees but I forgot to say
Amen Amen Amen
[excerpt from Ferguson riots]