Randy Ross - See The End lyrics

[Verse 1] Dash-cam footage seeing bodies dropping Twitter timeline got us all talking Are we the generation who's gonna do something? That's an honest question See my nephew playing with guns make-believing and such Had to tell him about Tamir Rice and take away the fun Now he resents the fact that he's black Says he wishes he was light skinned like I am Self-hate, stereotypes, make the narrowest minds They've been handing us lies since the beginning of time Displacing the kings, raping the queens so they could break up the dream I tell my story the [?bot?] is a one of a kind Port-au-Prince in my heart, Holocaust on my mind I write a rhyme I could fly some of these artists are gods I ain't dismissing your problems I know they've never been mine Never walked in your shoes ain't gonna stop walking in mine There's a problem with hip hop polarizing our thoughts You mean to say I ain't real because I got positive vibes? You mean to say he can't perform cause he caught up a charge People judging like a competition, gimmicks like a politician City segregated, music venues, no exception You know the message, that's unless you never listen Microphone checking when I hold my weapon I know everything I do is a blessing From the water that I drink to the food I'm digesting I've seen people dying fighting just to find some peace It's ironic thinking violence to get us where we need by any means Sometimes it does, sometimes you can't just run you stand up My momma raised me a man, my father raised me a leader the world made me a rapper stumping in my Adidas I don't need a plaque, I don't need a mil' I just need to eat, I just need to feel like I'm speaking my real Or I might explode, my mind might just go I've seen too much pain did not change the globe Yeah If I don't see the end, I pray you hear me now, I pray you understand This is more than me, I never wanted to be anything more than you I just want to be part of the peace [Verse 2: Otieno Terry] If I open my eyes again, will I see the end? Will I fall again? And if they come for my life again, will they see the end? Or will I fall again?