Blacks & Browns

I'm a ***** and

I can't go outside

We looking bad on the news

Black on black homicide

I'm a ***** and

I can't go outside

I need them dollars

Got these problems

With this llama on my mind

I'm a ***** and

I can't go outside

They make it harder by the day

Gotta keep this hope alive

I'm a ***** and

I can't go outside

Cause if my homies say it's on

Then you know I'm down to ride

We make it hard for us with

All this black on black crime

In the same state

We gotta pay our tax

If we get locked up

It's double rate

We get popped then retaliate

And they sell us these guns

In these ****ed up schools

Where they teach us

What they told to

Half the **** I learnt in

School I ain't never used

These ****ed up rules the

Government trying to control you

That's why we saying the law

We act like we the ones with the juice

It's up around here

Soon as you locked up around here

The rest end up stuck up around here

So I'm speaking for my peers

Cause I still see their tears

I ain't sugarcoating nothing *****

This is what it is

They supply us with the county

To make us feel comfortable

Couple years p*** we in the

Same spot we was before

We was content on that

Section 8

At the first of the month we

Got them groceries for them kids

But nah they're king up our mental

Keeping us slaves so we

Can't be successful black people

We need to come together

They system

Tired of being a victim

Tired of racism

So I'mma spit this ism

'til this **** stop

Cause this that we all we got

We need to stop hating

On what the next black got

Give him his props to

Figure out how he ran shop

So our kid's kid's can be good

On a house in the hills

And with a house out in the hood

Sound good Cause them folks

That be wealthy

They never thinking of tomorrow

They so unhealthy

We killing ourselves

They killing us too

They distract us with entertainment

While they get they loot

They never gave us

What they owed us

Put liquor stores on every corner

Welcome to Lost Skanless California

Haha buenos dias mother

I'm Sadboy Loko and

I'm here to speak for my people

We need to come together look around

They made the border for the browns

Cause we're not allowed

Gotta get the green card

For me and my child

Those ***holes payment under the

Table that don't last a while

Those jobs getting p***ed around

They dog our people

Why we gotta look for work

At Home Depot

It was us before the natives

Why we ain't equal

But why you give us no perks

Fool we need those

And we're trying to make America Great

you es茅 somebody

Bring him to the Treces

And just for disrespecting

Black brown or pale

It don't matter to me

The only color that call shots

In this world is green

And at eighteen they want

You to sign up for war

That's why most rather bang

And hang around at the store

So to you it's just another

Selling corn

To me we out here hustling

For the mortgage

You think we crossing

The border for

Why you think in a bedroom

There's more than four

You explored my country but

Can't accept my people

But who you want to run your

Business My people

My flag is green white red

In the center's an eagle

Brown Pride fist high this

Is for my illegals

I'm a Chicano and

I can't go outside

A brown cop har***ing me

I guess we all look alike

I'm a Chicano and

I can't go outside

This happens daily

All the time I can never ask why

I'm a Chicano and

I can't go outside

They make it harder by the day

Tryna keep this hope alive

I'm a Chicano and

I can't go outside

Cause if my homies say it's on

Then you know

I'm down to ride

Don't shoot don't shoot officer

Don't shoot my hands up my hands up