B.O.B

B.O.B - New Black lyrics

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(Verse)

Tell me what it means (what?)

To be black, someone tell me what it means!

Who I gotta vote for, who am I to be?

What car I gotta drive, where I gotta buy my jeans, black man?

If ya ain't really hood, ya can't be a black man

Is it cuz I’m propa when I speak, black man?

Should I be a chain and gold teeth black man?

Or a Martin Luther King had a dream black man, a dream black man

Ya really gotta practice what ya preach, black man!

How ya going to talk about peace, black man

When I got death threats on my screen, nah I'm not the enemy, black man

So who draws the first straw?

Errybody hurt, who caused the first scar

Cuz as soon as ya see niggas get to fightin

Ya be the first muthafucka want to yell out World Star!

Can't nobody else touch a nigga!

But it's cool for a brutha just to bust a nigga (pow)

Guns sold in erry hood, here, sland a dozen niggas

Gon' kill yoself, while you're at it, take a couple withya

And that don't justify the cop shit (nah)

I'm just on some black mob shit

The best way to protest, hit em where it hurts, they pockets

It's time to Boyka shit

We need less rappers and more doctrines

We need less ballas and more prophets

We need more unity and less gossip

But who am I to speak, I neva went to college

I hate to be the bearer of bad news

But all of this double standard thinkin is taboo

If black hate is a myth, the term new black wouldn't even exist!

I pray for tomorrow, I pray for the sorrow

I pray for the truth and I pray for Chicago

I pray for Detroit and I pray for Oakland!

I pray for Port Au Prince and I pray for New Orleans

Somebody let me know, how can I be a betta African American

Like I ain't grow up bein black in America

Like I ain't grow up around crack AIDS and heroin

Damn!

(Hook x4)

They don't really know, black man

They don't really know, ugh, they don't really

They don't really know, black man, black man, black man

(Verse 2)

Sim simma sim simma, ah, pour some liquor, for my niggas ah

Bust a swisher, roll a cigar

Hitta, nother strip club, throw my income

Well, I guess it's all we know

Hate is all we been taught, so that's all we show

Just a nigga from Decatur, white as all our doors

Even tho the days of dark, still we all got hope

So what's the motive

We don't control shit, cuz we don't own shit

Even in our own hoods, we ain't voting

And not just for Obama, but locally voting, that's power!

Rome wadn't built in just an hour

Can ya hear me? Do I need to speak louder

Christopher Columbus ain't the only one founder

They don't mention niggas that was on the Mayflower

Wait a second, let it soak, mind blown!

Bobby Ray from a different time zone

I dare to speak my mind, and I'm wrong?!

Well shove it up yo ass with a pinecone! (shove it!)

I'm tryna paint the bigger picture

Ya looking for the enemy, then stare into the mirror

I said I'm trying to paint a bigger picture

Ya lookin for the answer, then look into the mirror, black man!

(Hook x4)

They don't really know, black man

They don't really know, ugh, they don't really

They don't really know, black man, black man, black man

(Interlude)

I'm not even again, I'm not even against the whole movement

Like I'm not even hating on it

It's just, if we put that energy into ourselves

And into our community

And not so much into complainin about how we've been done wrong

And, and we have been done wrong, but it's like

We gotta stop just saying the same thing and do somethin different

All this energy that we're puttin into protesting

We should put it into our community

Put it into start up businesses, put it into yo kids

Put it into yo community, put it into start our own businesses

So we don't have to support all these other businesses

Feed the, fuck, feed the homeless all year

Do this all year, don't just stop

Don't just stop after this case is over

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