DON KEL - RED Summer (BLM Freestyle)

Nah N***a I ain’t perfect
Everyday I be striving and working
Being black don’t mean that your worthless
I was lost, had to realize my purpose
First off let me say I ain’t no advocate
Everyday I be rapping about Savage shit
My ancestors was treated like savages
DNA it’s a part of my heritage
PTSD when they see us
Shit I feel the same way when I see y’all
Red summer yeah they trying to kill us off
Red summer yeah they trying to kill us off
I know we kill each other they got us programmed
Whatever they say we believe it
Booted up fighting my demons
Im’a king my life have a meaning
Living this long feels like I’m overachieving
That’s why I blow a bag of in Neimans
That’s why I tote this Glock, looking for a reason
I made it this far it gotta be a reason
N****s going to kill for no reason
Heartless Love ain’t got no meaning
Why , I feel like they want me dead on the Seamit
My face on the ground barely breathing
My mom on the news crying screaming begging for justice
That’s why I’m on the run
Can’t let them do me like Floyd
See them lights then I take flight
I gotta family I gotta make it home at night
I know it feels wrong but it’s right
We gotta keep going yeah we gotta fight
They want me dead or facing life
My uncle a preacher he told me to have faith
He tried to save me, he told me to believe
I feel like anything man made is make believe
used to hang from the trees blood on the leaves
Now anything we do we over achieve
Bigger than football or shooting threes
I know we took a knee now it’s time to take a stand
Being black being all that I can
Being black don’t make be less of a man
Toting k’s I ain’t talking the klan
If we start shooting back how would they react
Turn into Iraq
We turn and run and shoot us in our Back
I act the way I act, Because I come from the slums
We ain’t have no hope
You either hooped or sold dope
If it’s smoke then it’s murder she wrote
I had a stick but I ain’t have no coat
Heart cold Block hot like toast
N****s dying in the winter red snow
Can’t hide n***a ain’t nowhere to go
Gotta hide from the opps and the cops
And keep a mop when you pop out
High school had to drop out
Because every time you go to school
You get the shooting with the opps
No male figure nawl you ain’t have your pops
Had Mama Dukes but she had to work a lot
Land of the free but I never Felt free
When I got locked up man it all felt the same
Cops killing N****s ain’t nothing new
Every blue moon it might make the news
These crackas they pick and they choose
Don’t give a fuck about us
They march and protest screaming black lives matter
Don’t give a fuck about us
If they don’t speak on it it’s bad publicity
They donate the money to Dodge all the scrutiny
In school they be teaching us lies
I wish I can free all my Guys
Amistad and the mutiny
It’s bigger then black and white
All whites not racist
And being black don’t make you a thug
It’s going to take more than marching to fix all of this shit
We need reparations, we need reparations
We need reparations
Rest in peace George Floyd, And everyone we lost to police brutality

Written by:
Kevin Bailey, Ralph Cacciurri

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