(Verse)
Michael was shot in the street
Murdered by fucking police
Sisters, the brothas, the fathers, the mothas
The streets are beginning 2 weep
Innocent brothas who covered in color
It seem like we die every week
Fuck it, I'm Malcolm X
My people in critical need of a speech
Should I be worried?
Should I be worried 2 walk out the door?
Please, do not shoot me
Please, do not shoot me, I'm going 2 he store
My mama be worried
She just expecting fo' me 2 come home
The world is crazy
The reason my daughter gets schooling at home
Father fo'give me, ya know I be sinning
I woke up this morning, I'm panicking
Still can't believe it
That Robin Williams, the suicide death was so troubling
People are dying
City of Ferguson started a riot
Shoot up anotha
They just want people afraid of the siren

(Interlude)
A local eighteen year old was shot & killed by police in Ferguson

(Hook)
My city in pain, my niggas in pain, the world is in pain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
I pray that one day all this shit gonna change
My city in pain, my niggas in pain, the world is in pain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain

(Verse 2)
Fuck is still wrong wit America?
Obama got us hysterical
We gon' need God, we gon' need saving
I think we need us a miracle
They say the pain neva made it
Why can't nobody explain it?
Meaning 2 tell me that all of them people are missing?
It's fucking outrageous
How many soldiers gon' die again?
People so filled up wit violence
Taking our lives & it's done by the ISIS
They kill us 2 send us the messages

(Interlude)
So any attempt by ya, Obama, will result in the bloodshed of yo people

(Verse 3)
Fuck 'em, we neva luv em
Innocent babies are taken from mothas
We are in trouble & life is a struggle
See we need some guidance, we turn 2 each otha
Lord, don't get it twisted
Brenda, she can't find her little baby
She's seventeen
What the fuck are ya gon' do wit a baby?
These niggas crazy
Challenges burning their self on the daily
Fuck yo complaining
I seen the look on them babies in Haiti

(Hook)
My city in pain, my niggas in pain, the world is in pain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
I pray that one day all this shit gonna change
My city in pain, my niggas in pain, the world is in pain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain

(Interlude)
Ya took my son away from me
Ya know how hard it was 2 get him 2 stay in school & graduate? 
Ya know how many black men graduate? Not many
Cuy ya bring them down 2 this type of level where they feel
Like they don't got nothing 2 live fo' anyway
They gon' try 2 take me out anyway

(Hook)
My city in pain, my niggas in pain, the world is in pain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
I pray that one day all this shit gonna change
My city in pain, my niggas in pain, the world is in pain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain
How much mo' pain do we gotta contain