[Hook:J.Cole]
All we wanna do is take the chains off
All we wanna do is break the chains off
All we wanna do is take the chains off
[verse 1]
Institutional mentality been in me since I was born
Who am I? what's my purpose? I feel like the black Jason Bourne
This life feels like p**n, cause my people constantly getting f**ed
That concept you couldn't accept because you still stuck
On the fact that I said our life is like p**n, you so dumb
The freedom bell rung, this life is like p**n, and we waiting for it to come
But still it ain't came like candy rain it never will
I'm porcupine try to stab me in my spine you get stabbed by my quill
Cause there ain't no trust, protect and serve, more like k** at will the nerve
Of you officers treating my people like foreigners with no rights
And if die bet a hundred n***as ride tonight
Being polite isn't my type so f** Alton sterling k**er and his wife
f** philando castiles k**er and his wife
Cause all we wanna do is take the chains off
All we wanna do is be free
[Hook:J.Cole]
[Verse 2]
Look me in my eyes, tell me what you seeing
Do you see a creature with strange features or a human being
With a heart just like you and a brain just like you and I bleed just like you
In case you race judgers never knew that we people too
I gotta talk about it, don't try to lower my voice
In fact put this on blast like you don't got a choice
Ima sing my negro spirituals till I start to see miracles
All lives don't matter if black lives don't matter, there's principles
Type of rules you fools gotta follow
If you dont, what makes you different from
A hoe that swallow
On her knees with no sense of dignity
I don't need sympathy I just wanna be free!
All we wanna do is take the chains off
All we wanna do is be free(x2)
[Hook:J.Cole]
[Verse 3]
Full force like a kick to your grill
Your blood blue but turns red when it spills
It's all colors so don't trip and we won't k**
We United and strong minded that's the real
Ideal that the white man fears
Bullet penetrating a black hating white man a bring him to tears
Does it scare you to know I don't fear you
The young king surrounded by gangsta uncles who love they nephew
Ooh
I'm color blind when it come to them gang signs
No beef it's peace but touch mine and you crossed the line
I define the definition of a gangsta poet spitting
Stories the streets know but this is for white man to listen
Understand you can't k** a black man
And expect us to be calm we won't stand
For the bullsh**, a full clip, unload till the sh** click
Do you feel this, we don't miss, reload let the gun sh**
Mr.officer better stay with coroner
Cause we see in black and white...