Oswin Benjamin - Black and Blue

I wont apologiez for the type of man that you are
I wont make edits forget it your a child of God
You been imprisoned within, deep in your own heart
And the battle you in leaving you with some scars
Why are you the recipient of what you can't discard?
When they gone look past your coloring and see who you are?
We all human and we do make some bad decisions
They can pretend all they want but there will be an admission
We still bitter as winter with no fire to sit with
We still question Gods Love as if he'd cease to give it
Cause they treat us like diseases lets just keep it trill
We gone always be niggas to them lets just being real
Our pockets is fat with all the things that we need to heal
And tryna cover up hurt will eventually kill
If sipping on purp won't do it, than neither will pills
So now we leaning might as well lean on what wont yield
Cant stand on sand, and thuggin is not shield
Standing on blocks selling rock tryna provide a meal
So now you throw up yo hands like what I'm supposed to do
If I cant trust in the system or lean on my crew
If I carry this weapon, they gone carry my corpse
But if I carry I probably end up standing in court
Pleading a case for murder charge that I didn't do
Walking these streets being black
Contending with blue

Said I'm Black
In a white world
And I'm feeling blue
What's the point if I'm always seen as a threat to you
Walking these streets being black contending with blue
Walking these streets being black contending with blue
Ohh

It's hard to see salvation in my shade
Find. praise in my pigment and the blessing in my black
The coil in my follicle do attract the bull.shit leaving a bull.seye on my back
Making efforts to hide what I'm feeling
The black that I carry is an offense that can land me life in a prison
The black inside of your holster done held me hostage for living
And tainted images call me a thug instead of a victim
It get heavy
Fore' we learn to walk
We war ready
Before we see degrees
We morgue ready
Suiting up to ball or see the judge
We were born Court ready
Glass talking Inmate call ready
We done lost Our fathers to the tactics
Night sticks And badges
Than laughed at in events of their absence
Innocence was traded for the narrative established
Getting back lash Since The days back Lashes
Hmm
What I gotta do to make it home
I just pray I see my wife again
How many 3/5th's make a whole
No-one knows
Looking for the the lord through the midst of ordeal
Looks for appeals only turned us to the pills
What we spose to do
White lies And false Truths Velcro to my hue
Walking these streets being black. Contending with blue

Said I'm black
In a white world
And I'm feeling blue
What's the point if I'm always seen as a threat to you
Walking these streets being black contending with blue
Walking these streets being black contending with blue

Written by:
Oswin Benjamin, Tamy Stevens

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