Generation Z / Sacrilegious

Can’t bring us down Won’t stand down We got a-lot of shit to do And our hands tied and our arms high Yelling please don’t shoot Momma p don’t turn on the news What they saying ain’t nowhere near true No i didn’t get straight A’s But I’m still not a gang banging ass dude Black man i got a-lot to prove To myself And everybody who viewing us All eyes on me Ima soar my wings regardless Why give to you I got a family that i gotta feed to You wanna take from me i wanna take to Ima go a different angle Ima grind hard for a plateful And another plate for my peoples Cuz when you give back Its Starts a cycle for everyone to repeat We all we got so lets eat Fuck it, ill become the black sheep Fuck it , ill be that preach The one to take all the heat Ima lead generation Z One time for the one time Im 10 toes all about mine Call me when its crunch time Dont tell me its real nigga shit Tell me its king shit only We gotta do for ourselves We gotta do by our lonely Cuz niggas is hungry hungry We at the bottom bottom All we dream bout is dollars All we dream about is comas Yeah yeah Cuz niggas is hungry hungry We at the bottom bottom All we dream bout is dollars All we dream about is comas Yeah Will shit change idk Will shit change i hope so Will shit change idk Will shit change i hope so Will shit change idk Will shit change i hope so Will shit change idk Will shit change i hope Black Boy; the world scary In a world full of lies We are all the ooouz and the oz Born to play ball or spit some cool on the mic Can’t hide stereotypes We precious; more like special Queens and kings Similar to gods But yet we still chained up And rattled in odds Odds Damn Can i say something else? Why i cant move without you reaching at your belt Why hire you Man we really need some help To you ima animal Physco like Hannibal Fear in the air creating that damage control Alot of us come from nothing so all we know is get it and go Another black man walking In All black why y’all suspect us for nothing Trynna find a way to meet last week quota Early in the morning right hand on the toaster I ain’t got time for a life like this The price real high for a mind like this From where avoiding crime ain’t so ideal And every murder is a new highlight reel How Am i supposed to feel? When society has no idea In world where emit Till get emit tilled And justice is just not fullfilled Am i wrong For being angry cuz I’m on Who takes blame and who is wrong Idk but who condones Family hurting in their homes Something wrong wrong Very hard to live this life When you dont know if you have long long Many tried to live a righteous life But got sucked away now they gone Dont got time to explain nomo Might as well turn this movie into a long ass show Brother still getting hung on trees with the ropes We supposed climb up but its slippery slopes But shit dies down and the wind still blows Rallying peacefully till the cops throw smoke Freedom of speech aint free nomo The land of free got a price for the go To many ppl died for us to carry this Load Everyday is winter how the world treat us cold But our skin is black, body full of gold Those stick and stones cant break our bones Black Boy; the world scary In a world full of lies We are all the ooouz and the oz Born to play ball or spit some cool on the mic Can’t hide stereotypes We precious; more like special Queens and kings Similar to gods But yet we still chained up And rattled in odds Odds Damn Can i say something else? Why i cant move without you reaching at your belt Why hire you Man we really need some help To you ima animal Physco like Hannibal Fear in the air creating that damage control Alot of us come from nothing so all we know is get it and go