MANIFESTO (feat. Domo Genesis)

Lil' white bitch gon' say "You need to say something about that" "You need to say somethin' 'bout Black-" Bitch, suck my... Yeah (go time!) That ain't your religion, you just followin' your mammy She followed your granny, she obeyed master Did y'all even ask up questions? It's holes in them stories Is it, holes in your blessings? Yeah, I'm bold with the message I know I ain't got the answer But I ain't gon' cheerlead with y'all just to be a dancer I'ma groove to my own drums, sunlight in my shadow, baby Move 'til my soul comes, let them serpents rattle, baby Crackin' like broke porcelain, bitch We ocean deep if you just pour us in a portion of shit Them people try to twist my view on some contortionist shit I had to reevaluate what was important and shit (O-F) Finders, keepers, when you creep inside my mind it's madness (yeah) If I see peace, I'm like a fiend (ooh), uh, gotta have it Lord, cover me I'm goin' in, walls closin' in (uh) How I'm supposed to be protected when the laws want us in? Y'all want us dead, just 'cause the skin is the black type (ah) Teach me everything and be amazed I don't act right What the fuck? I'm tapped in the matrix, I'm back and they hate it I'm black and make 'em pay me capital statements, you dig? (Ching) Word on my back, I'm tryna fashion a statement I ain't no bastard, we the master of the path that we blazin', you dig? (What?) On God, now I came a long way from my past, nigga, it's obvious V12 engine, I'm fishtailin' on some sloppy shit (skrrt) Internet bringin' old lyrics up, like I hide the shit What's your address? I could probably send you a copy, bitch I was canceled before canceled was with Twitter fingers (haha) Protestin' outside my shows, I gave them the middle finger (fuck 'em) I was a teener, tweetin' Selena crazy shit Didn't wanna offend her, apologize when I seen her Back when I was tryna fuck Bieber, Justin I say it with my chest out You say it with your chest in, nigga (say it with your chest, nigga) Black bodies hanging from trees, I cannot make sense of this (uh) Hit some protest up, retweeted positive messages (uh) Donated some funds then I went and copped me a necklace I'm probably a coon to your standard's based on this evidence Am I doin' enough or not doin' enough? I'm tryna run with the baton, but see, my shoe's in the mud I feel like anything I say, dawg, I'm screwin' shit up (sorry) So I just tell these black babies, they should do what they want Freedom, need 'em, my niggas, see 'em Free 'em, don't fuck with the law like, damn, Gina So calm the fuck down before we duck rounds And fireballs that make your family have to duck the fuck down We frontline, we got the molotov that we can chuck now (woo) 'Cause anytime we movin' up, it's like a "What the fuck now?" They playin' games, we strappin' up, we cock and aim (yeah) We aim to shoot, we shoot to claim what we need We done with pain and the grievin', niggas is done with the peace Whether it's personal or for the whole of niggas, indeed (yah) I might not have dreadlocks, I might have these gold teeth But I'm a nigga like you, and you's a nigga like me (yeah) So let's be niggas together, and let's be niggas with plans But put this plastic on first, 'cause shit is hittin' the fan, Scott Shit like this make me wanna turn my baseball cap to the side You know, with the T.I. lean (y'all fake mad) Catch up, niggas (gettin' y'all identity, huh?) Gangsta Grillz (go get a fuckin' hobby) Shit Ain't nobody perfect Well, at least y'all ain't, heh