5th Child - Marshawn Lynch (feat. 7eventhirty & Drew McKercher) Lyrics

See a young black man and they scared to death
Of the way that I talk and the way I dress
"Why his pants so low?" Why he ain't all prep
You can view in the news, boo, they all threats
Don't trust them dudes they don't pay off debts
Just drop out of school and wait on checks
Ain't nothing but a thug, bet they all strapped
Just waste of a space thinking they all that
Until you signed to the big leagues
Now they intrigued
See you on the tube, you're a star of the big screen
That's different though
You ain't just a "nigga" no more, you're famous
See how that changes
You ain't just dangerous, now you're THE MAN
At first they was afraid of you, now they're your fans
Go to the top and be all that you can
You've got the world in the palm of your hand
You're MORE than black, you're a superstar
With the nicest clothes and the smoothest cars
Get awards and such with the oohs and ahhs
That's when they hit you with the coup de grace
Got play by the rules or get the hues involved
Forget how you sing or you're shooting a ball
You're just like the rest of em
Who woulda thought
Showtime, nigga. Now cue the applause
Now dance for the cameras. Get the ratings
Run this touchdown and entertain me
Make this moola, forget the babies
Drink this champagne and quit complaining
Nothing's changing, it all revolves
Throw something shiny at them. Problem solved
If he steps out of line just call the Law
Now back to the hood where you all belong
Peace

You sing the songs that'll make em sing along now they wanna bring you home
I bet they love you now
You making cream you the flyest on the scene and they promise all your dreams
I bet they love you now
They like your stroll how you speak from your soul but they wanna take control
I bet they love you now
I bet they love you now

Look out for that one
The hood with the hood yea the black one
Black cat with the black backpack on
Backpack full of raps that he snaps on
If they didn't judge us by the surface
They'll see his words was truth with a passion
And the way he rocks a beat should keep his butt out the street
All he needs is a platform
See as long as I still kick raps you can deal with the fact
That we opposite of flesh tones
And the white folks trip when the rest of us come
Not too many best just one
See while you're on top in the spotlight
Got whites swearing up and down you're the best one
But if a nigga ever were to pause on a rap jump off bandwagon to the next one
See the problem is a matter of discussion but
Does it really even matter no question
It's best that we make it the def-est year yet
Pulling up rocking the freshest gear yet
Long as y'all saying the mic is on fire
I'ma snatch one of your whites only pies
If not, that's great I'll go circulate the dollar round my cause that's just wise
Wonder what you talk about when that door is closed
Hey have you ever heard of so and so
I don't really listen to rap but he's so swell
He's never been to jail and he speak so well
You must be so impressed
If you saw me at the corner store would you show respect
Windows would roll and them doors would lock and that's it
I never sweat being relevant
Rather quit

You sing the songs that'll make em sing along now they wanna bring you home
I bet they love you now
You making cream you the flyest on the scene and they promise all your dreams
I bet they love you now
They like your stroll how you speak from your soul but they wanna take control
I bet they love you now
I bet they love you now