Nokley & J1hunnit L4e - Tear Us Down

Enough is enough
Listen
Yeah
Tear us down one by one
Nigga never that
Killing all our soldiers, we just frustrated voters
Bebe kid's mindset we ain't doing what they told us
Lil' Jody past focused, forever praying for the hopeless
We ain't salty, the flow smoother than Mike Lowrey
Stoudemire, Nash you already know we a problem.
Burnt down black wall street
They fear that black dollar
Blow your brotha head off cause you lackin' the knowledge
Put us in development buildings, they call them projects
Hella limits on that heat and that hot water
Shit wasn't filtered we was off the faucet
Drinking hella kool-aid like it wasn't sugar water
And they wonder why we got diabetes and weight problems
Didn't seem bad cause we was all stuck in the projects.
Kinda hard to be successful when you cuffing your last dollars
Kinda hard to see progression when your mind stuck on survival

God damn
I got it I, I got it, I got it
Look

Bruh the system be killing us how can we not resort to violence
Sat in the back of the class, they couldn't hear the belly growling
Shorty can't eat no books, so it's fuck college
400 Years later still struggling to find a balance
My people went from the cotton fields to the mansions
Couple house niggas slipped through and they remain nameless
Double standards what the black man sees in the mirror
Police killing us, how could you ever fear
You can't cancel niggas from a era that don't need to post their whereabouts everywhere
Forever move in silence
All they see and hear is jewelry, they gon' judge regardless
All they see is looters, y'all looted our riches before you came and got us
Time to get more organized and invest
I refuse to going back to praying over scraps
Free everybody til' they scream it backwards
Black is beautiful they fear us getting established

Hey
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sick and tired, trying our best, jobs ain't hiring
Bay burning down my bad I been spitting fire
Truth spitta, hair rope twisted, Huey with trust issues
Losing loved ones, what you tell a dad that lost his son
God don't make mistakes
Lighting my love up, I lost faith
Don't need to flip a coin, they two faced
I need the most outta life I use all of that toothpaste
At this rate, we're gon' have a soul train line up at heaven's gates
Reparations
We still finessing off section 8
King crab and crab cakes that's on paper plates
Every morning gotta meditate
Overconfident, I'm a king that's worthy to be praised
Black lives matter is more than a hashtag and phrase
R.I.P. queen Taylor y'all better say her fucking name
100 got the poetry and Nick brought the vision
Two man weaving I'm thanking god that I'm breathing.

Written by:
JOSEPH ROBINSON, NICHOLAS YOKLEY

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