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]