Black America - Broadway

I can’t even walk to the store now…

I can’t even get a bag of skittles!

I can’t even ball at the park

No more working on my crossover to the middle now

Nowadays I’m looking over shoulders

Nowadays I’m scared of getting shot!

Naw I ain’t talking bout the dealers and my niggas man

Nowadays I’m talkin bout the cops!

Nowadays I’m feeling like a nigga!

Naw I ain’t say «nigga», I said «nigga»!

Nowadays they choking us to death!

This is modern day slavery

I’m tryin’a paint a picture!

Tell me how to get away with murder

How could you just kill a man?

We bout to take it down to Florida

So we can ask George Zimmerman!

What’s going on in the world?

Man, I don’t even know

But I’m feelin' like they tryin’a kill us all

But I’m here to let ‘em know

We gon' paint the city red now

Red now

Promise we gon' tear it down

Paint the city red

We gon' tear it up

Tear it up!

Black America!

Officer I can’t breath

And I ain’t got no weapons or no tricks up up my sleeve

Man the government, they slow

And no the TV ain’t control

That’s why they thew it on the news

Just for everyone to see.

(god damn!)

I ain’t even mad at the cop!

I’m mad at my people

Why did everybody watch?

Yeah we had ‘em outnumbered

How come ain’t nobody stopped it?

Bet you if he sold a brick you’d be quick to pull the chopper!

BLAKA!

BLAKA!

BLAKA!

Damn the world is really getting cold

Get a gun and a badge

Niggers really getting bold

We’re getting to smart

They gotta keep us in control

That’s what Willie Lynch told em

«Nigga you ain’t even know!»

I’m just saying…

Tell me how to get away with murder

How could you just kill a man?

I bet you Officer Pantaleo…

He would’ve asked George Zimmerman!

What’s going on in the world?

Man, I don’t even know

But I’m feelin' like they tryin’a kill us all

But I’m here to let ‘em know

We gon' paint the city red now

Red now

Promise we gon' tear it down

Paint the city red

We gon' tear it up

Tear it up!

Black America!

I can’t breath!

Officer I can’t…

I can’t breath please!

I can’t…

I can’t…

…breath…

Damn it’s like I grew up on the corner

Hood so hot

It’s like I grew up in a sauna!

Gotta be on good behaviour when I show up for your honour

Petty case

But you treat me like I grew the coke your honour

God damn!

Ya’ll the ones who gave this shit to me!

And we ain’t got no resources to grow it in the street

What?

I’m supposed to say, «No»?

When a nigga gotta eat?

You gon' turn him to a monster in the belly of the beast

God damn!

Nigga better respect mine!

Promise I won’t hesitate to reach that 9!

Got the money for the lawyer, nigga!

I been saving up!

Man I guarantee that I won’t even see that time!

I’m just saying…

I know I can get away with murder!

I know I can kill a man!

Shit, black people been killing each other for years!

We ain’t got to ask George Zimmerman!

NAH!

What’s going on in the world?

Man, I don’t even know

I’m feelin' like they tryin’a kill us all

But I’m here to let ‘em know

We gon' paint the city red now

Red now

Promise we gon' tear it down

Paint the city red

We gon' tear it up

Tear it up!

Black America!