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of crumbs
That's for the roaches in the wall on the run
Why I smoke black and mild
Keeping my nerves down
Hovered by gray clouds
Envying birds now
Yeah they

In America
You're a target if you're black
Walk around the streets
With a bull's eye on your back
Like they did to Walter Scott
The black man that

It's hard man
I feel life pressures just
Bearing down on me
Making it hard to breathe
I believe that we all have our own plights
Struggles stresses

Frederick
Music and Lyrics by Ja'Rahn Leveston and Gregory Lathe

My name is Frederick I come from Maryland 
Was born to my slave mother, father

life turn friend foe
Black man, Mr. Black Man
They done tried to bury you at bottom of the trash can
Trying to weave the tale for you in ways that only

let go
Black Royalty
That's what we are
We're meant to be
Now let them see
Black Royalty
That's what we are
We're meant to be
Now let them see
Black

thru stores, keep your hand in your pocket
Not cause if you break you buy it
But when the young black man walk on the scene
They get to awkwardly

chatter and man I'm missing Swahili
Plus the mountains where we used rocks to write graffiti
I hear athletes trying to compare the struggle
Like you ever

Yeah Abf Look
When You Up They Hate To See You Shine
His Whole life was a struggle
They gave him chuckles, but they sorry now
When you up, they hate

whats the damn difference
Every days a struggle, and I'm praying but nobody listens
It doesn't matter if you're black, white, act right, stacked tight,

Sometimes ya fight you bring a nigga down you gambling with ya life
Shit close ya eyes that black you see inside same shit like when you die
Feel

a charming young priest in a "close-knit" mid-American
neighborhood. Well-respected by both young & old alike,
he struggles with the constant pressures

I'll be writing tunes for dabloons
While you struggle
All to catch right up to me
But by that time I double
Everything I've done before
Before you man

mean, A black man walking down the street is told to put his hands up. 
Told he has to kneel because he has no right to stand up.
Although he’s not

message was to love man and that's enough
Losing blessed souls to gain worldly possessions
Its getting paid so other's struggle will lessen man
A lot

Baptized By The River
Joel Shewmake/Davis Corley

There’s a crack in the black sky, 
It’s startin’ to pour. 
Hell fallin’ in the night, water

the subjecct of prose
a rose by any other psydenym is prolly as gross
you drop a track and they ghost
and yet you still wanna boast
well i been coast to coast

to the sidelines one day
Make him shake hands with Jason Kidd
Man I pray
I'm just happy that my brother loves to ball nowadays
'Cause he's

Yelling out "Kobe!" when

active again
The black struggle

Drop a few lines, i'm lit again
Burning like fire i'm keeping you warm
Warn the industry
We about to take it by storm

Yet many others struggle with every single measure
They claim a black friend so they are not racist
Hearts full of hate - unlearned when on what basis

I Didn't Ask to Come

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

and black
Trying to get the noose a little slack around my neck
They making it hard for a brother to cope
It's still illegal to smoke cess cause they can't

of the kids can truly understand it fully
Racism, the hate, scams and the bullies
Teaching doubting my amounting of what a Black Man could be
In my Skit I'll

exactly that
Heavy
As a black man in America it's difficult to keep a smile on our faces
We do it anyway
Sometimes carrying this skin is too heavy to bare

your life either
So the decisions that you made, it is what it is
I can't blame ya
Every Black man do me a favor
Be in your kids life
After all, you