Pinned To The Cross

I say to young black men We're now living in a state of public emergency Middle class and poor people be targeted every day Dealing with so much hostility Negative socialism I refuse to be petrified And there's no mercy for the rivals They want the rich niggas to live in total silence Exiled, flee the country, more assassinations Let's go Where you're forced to be feeling Strangers consider you careless Detrimental to my upbringing I felt so abandoned I was lost in confusion therefore had nothing to lose Now I'm running the rack, a nigga got cut from the noose I just wanna be free, another black man on the run We was pinned to the cross since our birth under the sun Ain't no hate in my heart, I've adapted the rage Step off the stage, pussy nigga right back in the cage Now we burning the streets, Christ to the cross (cross) Our position is blatant (blatant), rightfully lost Let's empower the people, no need for signing petitions Thieves and Revelations, scriptures keep on blinding these Christians I'm in search of the truth (truth), we each have a flaw (flaw) Soon as Dre at the roof, she file for divorce Van Jones go get a groom, never making no loss Terry Crews is another coon who was basically bought Some say white eyes are like white diamonds buried in the snow But I see a thing we have in common, it's not all beautiful So if I cry and these white diamonds wash along the shore It's 'cause I know the shit you've been through and you made it beautiful You made it (made it, made it, made it) You made it beautiful You made it (made it, made it) Made it beautiful Racists killing for cotton, niggas fighting for honor In the South you've forgotten call my city the bottom Kilos get to deposits, living like it's the lotto This my moment of glory, grandiose is the dollar Always postin' your sneakers, you're the one that they follow I'm a born-to-be leader, such a collection of knowledge Are we dead or alive? Unforgettable highs Know the Lord lookin' down for the day that we rise Got my pistols all on me, niggas might Christopher zone me Black on black issues over, principles peep your opponent Who got the most money? Well it's yet to be seen? 'Cause I'm still counting mine, such an incredible thing And seek a true wealth (wealth), great example for niggas (niggas) You decided yourself, I considered it business We still in the trenches where they made us relentless Where the reward is little but the hate is tremendous Some say white eyes are like white diamonds buried in the snow But I see a thing we have in common, it's not all beautiful So if I cry and these white diamonds wash along the shore It's 'cause I know the shit you've been through and you made it beautiful You made it (made it, made it, made it) You made it beautiful You made it (made it, made it) Made it beautiful Now I'm in the McLaren, still racin' them commas I'm watchin' for Karen, she watchin' bird watchers Still I wish her the best, Ray Charles in the flesh Pavarotti to some, Quincy Jones to the rest Muddy waters the marble, set my city aflame Turn my back on them, the fact that they would rattle my cage I don't wanna argue but I wanted a raise Got me pinned to the cross, as the sinners would wave Judge your body of work, my debut was a classic Hov gave me a verse, so that kept it a attractive My old crew is submerge, DEA wanted the address Make her play with her pussy, with a few million in the mattress My life needed a balance, didn't come for the status But my mother responsible, she raised me so lavish "Look, son, you're a king" were the words that she recited And they kept me excited 'til the day I'm indicted