[Part I: The Blacker The Berry] [Verse] I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015 I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015 When I finish this if you listenin' sure you will agree Been feeling this way since I was 16, came to my senses You never liked us anyway, [?] your friendship, I meant it I'm African-American, I'm African I'm black as the moon, heritage of a small village Pardon my residence Came from the bottom of mankind My hair is nappy, you know that it's big, my nose is round and wide You hate me don't you? You hate my people, your plan is to terminate my culture You know you're evil I want you to recognize that I'm a proud monkey You vandalize my perception but can't take style from me And this is more than confession I mean I might press the bu*ton just so you know my discretion I'm guardin' my feelings, I know that you feel it You sabotage my community, makin' a k**in' You made me a k**er, emancipation of a real higga [Interlude] As we proceed To give you what you need Trap our bodies but can't lock our minds Everybody just stop (The bigger I shoot) [Hook: Assa**in] I said they treat me like a slave, cah' me black Woi, we feel a whole heap of pain, cah' we black And man a say they put me in a chain, cah' we black Imagine now, big gold chain full of rocks How you no see the whip, left scars pon' me back But now we have a big whip, parked pon' the block All them say we doomed from the start, cah' we black Remember this, every race start from the block, just remember that [Interlude] As we proceed To give you what you need Lock our body, can't trap our mind [Part II: Alright] [Hook] We gon' be alright We gon' be alright We gon' be alright We gon' be alright We gon' be a- [Verse 1] Uh, and when I wake up I recognize you're lookin' at me for the pay cut But homicide be lookin' at you from the face down What Mac-11 even boom with the ba** down Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life Paink**ers only put me in the twilight Where pretty women and women, and it's the highlight Now tell my momma I love her but this what I like, Lord knows 20 of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me Everything I know, so my karma comin' heavy No preliminary hearings on my record Tell em' other gangsters silence for the record Tell the world I know it's too late Boys and girls, I think I gone cray Drown inside my vices all day Won't you please believe when I say [Pre-Hook] Wouldn't you know We been hurt, down before When our pride was low Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" I'm at the preacher's door They wanna k** us dead, at the preacher's door We said give 'em some more This one time, do it fo' sho But we gon' be alright [Hook] We gon' be alright We gon' be alright (hello) We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright We gon' be alright (hello) We gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright [Verse 2] What you want, you a house, you a car? Acres and a mule, a piano, a guitar? Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog You can live at the mall I can see the evil, I can smell it, I know it's illegal I don't think about it, I deposit every other zero Diggin' in my pocket, candy paint it on the Regal Diggin' in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed you Everyday my logic get another dollar just to keep you In the presence of your chico... ah! I don't talk about it, be about it, everyday I sequel I don't talk about it, 'bout it, everyday I see I don't talk about it, 'bout it, everyday I see I don't talk about it, 'bout it, everyday I see Pet dog, pet dog, pet dog, my dog, that's all Pick back and chat, I trap the back for y'all I rap, I'm black on track so rest a**ured My rights, my wrongs; I write 'til I'm right with God [Part III: Untitled 5] [Verse] It's been a week already Feeling weak already Got me at peak, possibility of what could be Situation is heavy, I've got to prove On February twenty sixth I lost my life too It's like I'm here in a dark dream Nightmare, hear screams recorded Say that it sounds distorted but they know who it was That was me yelling for help when he drowned in his blood Why didn't he defend himself? Why couldn't he throw a punch? And for our community do you know what this does? Add to a trail of hatred Twenty twelve was taped for the world to see Set us back another four-hundred years This is modern day slavery The reason why I'm by your house You threw your briefcase all on the couch I plan on creeping through your damn door and blowing out Every piece of your brain 'Til your son jumps into your arms Cut off the engine then sped off in a Wraith I'm on the dash with my bible higga Had the vodka on the top How come I can long time How come I could make it popular? Puff on what I want How come I could make it popular? Puff on what I want See I'm living with anxiety Giving up sobriety Cussing with his sister And playing with society Justice ain't free Therefore justice ain't me Try and justify staying, obituary Why you wanna see a good man with a broken heart? Once upon a time, I go to church and talk to God Now I'm thinking to myself Hollow tips is all I got Now I'm drinking by myself At the end of Section Park Caught you when you walk besides your house You threw your briefcase all on the couch I plan on creeping through your damn door and blowing out Every piece of your brain 'Til your son jumps into your arms The engine then sped off in a wraith I said Hiiipower, one time you see it Hiiipower, two times, you see it Hiiipower, two times you see it Conversation for the entire nation this is bigger than us