All I speak is real, Bay Area
The rap shit not a movie - it's real life
If you fakin, lyin to me, it's alright
Robert DeNiro playin a gangster
We all gangsters
The whole world full of gangsters
strange faces
They never been here, but we right there
Rappers fooled by the authentic truth
That's why I write raps - do you
Does it matter if they
Really write their raps?
They expect the rappers to live they image-
Double standards
They want you locked up in prison
Everybody wanna be cool and fit in:
That's the process to givin'
They replicate the television
Nobody cooler than your local jeweler
When you're young
The only thing you want is newer
Rapper, politician who gonna fill
Up the school
Kids in the suburbs recite these words
But don't lose
Like Black people do systematically
High fashionably
You go to prison in your new Gucci khakis
Would you wanna trade your skin color?
In America
You born into a gang against each other-
That pay money to see black and brown suffer
I'm feelin like a test subject:
I stopped performing because I'm not above it
If you black, you feel them walls closing in
I'm a young nigga havin' problems
They don't wanna be black, just see black
Put some dark glasses on, young nigga
Metaphor to my life, every night
Black kids wanna be thugs like the rest
Turn on BET, they love black death
Real basketball, watch bitches suckin' dick
Real Hip-Hop, lemme mind my business
They wanna ruin the black man
With the evil image they call 'em black male
'cuz there's no forgiveness
They wanna touch fire 'cuz it's so tempting
Sold your spirit for the Benz and Bentley
They want you on drugs and
Smoke the tree piece
The revolution won't be televised
Kids in college drinkin' too much alcohol
Commercialize hip-hop became a golf ball:
They waitin' for another hit
Invade the country and they took
All the TV stations
You got control of the mind
You took they soul floodin' the air waves
With destructive thoughts
They might not go kill
But them feelings real
If you not uplifting, why you wanna heal?
If you don't got drive
Why you behind the wheel?
STDs not fake, so is rape
Baby mama drama got me in another state
Linkin' with the government to
Put me in place
Stop f*cking hoes, catch a case
Politicians don't really give a f*ck
Ghetto still broke and f*cked up
Prison Industrial Complex not what's up
They turn a blind eye to
All the black struggle
They want you in the hood
F*cked up don't love you-
Now we gotta use our brain
Work and our muscles
Unemployment high, can't work at Lucky's
The same people invest in
Jails farm rap music
The labels send you to prison
And stream your music
They want you dead signed up with the devil
Stupid it takes two to tango
The system is a pimp, Django
They want everybody to play they role
But Lil B got the whole game exposed
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All I speak is real, Bay Area
The rap shit not a movie - it's real life
If you fakin, lyin to me, it's alright
Robert DeNiro playin a gangster
We all gangsters
The whole world full of gangsters
strange faces
They never been here, but we right there
Rappers fooled by the authentic truth
That's why I write raps - do you
Does it matter if they
Really write their raps?
They expect the rappers to live they image-
Double standards
They want you locked up in prison
Everybody wanna be cool and fit in:
That's the process to givin'
They replicate the television
Nobody cooler than your local jeweler
When you're young
The only thing you want is newer
Rapper, politician who gonna fill
Up the school
Kids in the suburbs recite these words
But don't lose
Like Black people do systematically
High fashionably
You go to prison in your new Gucci khakis
Would you wanna trade your skin color?
In America
You born into a gang against each other-
That pay money to see black and brown suffer
I'm feelin like a test subject:
I stopped performing because I'm not above it
If you black, you feel them walls closing in
I'm a young nigga havin' problems
They don't wanna be black, just see black
Put some dark glasses on, young nigga
Metaphor to my life, every night
Black kids wanna be thugs like the rest
Turn on BET, they love black death
Real basketball, watch bitches suckin' dick
Real Hip-Hop, lemme mind my business
They wanna ruin the black man
With the evil image they call 'em black male
'cuz there's no forgiveness
They wanna touch fire 'cuz it's so tempting
Sold your spirit for the Benz and Bentley
They want you on drugs and
Smoke the tree piece
The revolution won't be televised
Kids in college drinkin' too much alcohol
Commercialize hip-hop became a golf ball:
They waitin' for another hit
Invade the country and they took
All the TV stations
You got control of the mind
You took they soul floodin' the air waves
With destructive thoughts
They might not go kill
But them feelings real
If you not uplifting, why you wanna heal?
If you don't got drive
Why you behind the wheel?
STDs not fake, so is rape
Baby mama drama got me in another state
Linkin' with the government to
Put me in place
Stop f*cking hoes, catch a case
Politicians don't really give a f*ck
Ghetto still broke and f*cked up
Prison Industrial Complex not what's up
They turn a blind eye to
All the black struggle
They want you in the hood
F*cked up don't love you-
Now we gotta use our brain
Work and our muscles
Unemployment high, can't work at Lucky's
The same people invest in
Jails farm rap music
The labels send you to prison
And stream your music
They want you dead signed up with the devil
Stupid it takes two to tango
The system is a pimp, Django
They want everybody to play they role
But Lil B got the whole game exposed
The rap shit not a movie - it's real life
If you fakin, lyin to me, it's alright
Robert DeNiro playin a gangster
We all gangsters
The whole world full of gangsters
strange faces
They never been here, but we right there
Rappers fooled by the authentic truth
That's why I write raps - do you
Does it matter if they
Really write their raps?
They expect the rappers to live they image-
Double standards
They want you locked up in prison
Everybody wanna be cool and fit in:
That's the process to givin'
They replicate the television
Nobody cooler than your local jeweler
When you're young
The only thing you want is newer
Rapper, politician who gonna fill
Up the school
Kids in the suburbs recite these words
But don't lose
Like Black people do systematically
High fashionably
You go to prison in your new Gucci khakis
Would you wanna trade your skin color?
In America
You born into a gang against each other-
That pay money to see black and brown suffer
I'm feelin like a test subject:
I stopped performing because I'm not above it
If you black, you feel them walls closing in
I'm a young nigga havin' problems
They don't wanna be black, just see black
Put some dark glasses on, young nigga
Metaphor to my life, every night
Black kids wanna be thugs like the rest
Turn on BET, they love black death
Real basketball, watch bitches suckin' dick
Real Hip-Hop, lemme mind my business
They wanna ruin the black man
With the evil image they call 'em black male
'cuz there's no forgiveness
They wanna touch fire 'cuz it's so tempting
Sold your spirit for the Benz and Bentley
They want you on drugs and
Smoke the tree piece
The revolution won't be televised
Kids in college drinkin' too much alcohol
Commercialize hip-hop became a golf ball:
They waitin' for another hit
Invade the country and they took
All the TV stations
You got control of the mind
You took they soul floodin' the air waves
With destructive thoughts
They might not go kill
But them feelings real
If you not uplifting, why you wanna heal?
If you don't got drive
Why you behind the wheel?
STDs not fake, so is rape
Baby mama drama got me in another state
Linkin' with the government to
Put me in place
Stop f*cking hoes, catch a case
Politicians don't really give a f*ck
Ghetto still broke and f*cked up
Prison Industrial Complex not what's up
They turn a blind eye to
All the black struggle
They want you in the hood
F*cked up don't love you-
Now we gotta use our brain
Work and our muscles
Unemployment high, can't work at Lucky's
The same people invest in
Jails farm rap music
The labels send you to prison
And stream your music
They want you dead signed up with the devil
Stupid it takes two to tango
The system is a pimp, Django
They want everybody to play they role
But Lil B got the whole game exposed