Black & Brown

Lyrics

Wassup? We need to talk
 Let me light my backport
 That's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 Yo, I love Los Angeles, you can hear it in my music
 Plus I got the scars to prove it
 And man, you won't understand what I understand
 I'm feelin' like a piece to a bigger plan
 'Cause all I'm sayin' is the God honest truth of it all
 We fightin' the wrong enemy
 That's why I'm gettin' involved
 It's just like the end of that movie 'Saw'
 When them two chained up guys met with their demise
 And the mastermind was layin' there the whole time
 Remember that? That's why we have to sit down
 And speak about the black and the brown
 Now I didn't come here to point no fingers
 I know over the years that the pain still lingers
 Over past confrontations
 Shit, we all on parole and probation and fucked up situations
 And everybody lose, from the pen to the neighborhoods
 Now it's even in the high schools
 'Cause I was watchin' K. Cal News
 When the students squared off and one kid wouldn't choose sides
 Hit with a hammer and the kid died
 And now it's a full blown riot
 Tck, that's when the fists start flyin'
 These kids ain't learnin' shit about math and science, man
 Tension is so thick, some are comin' around
 I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground
 So now that's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic
 They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet
 Dammit, that's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 Yo, I got the homey Jose from way back in the day
 He came to scoop me up in his all white Six-Trey
 And he don't really fuck with nobody outside of the set
 It's tatted big on his neck, y'know?
 So over the years, built respect and trust
 Some black and brown issues, we both discussed
 He said, "Homes, it's been goin' down too long
 I gotta bang on them fools and it don't feel wrong"
 "They killed my cousin over eighty eight bricks
 So word came down, we gotta handle that shit
 Kill all mayatas in white tee shirts
 Can I tell the truth homes? The truth starts hurtin'"
 At first, I remind him of what vengeance do
 What vengeance is and who vengeance belongs to
 He wasn't tryna hear that shit
 He just turned up the volume, bangin' 50 Cent
 Tension is so thick, some are comin' around
 I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground
 So now that's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic
 They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet
 Dammit, that's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care
 Who identify themselves by the colors they wear
 The homey came through to put one in the air
 I can tell somethin' was wrong the way he sat in his chair
 He said, "X, man, I'm just gettin' out
 From doin' eighty eight months, tryna figure things out"
 He told me in the pen, you get down to get done
 'Cause the brown and black ratio is five to one
 He showed me the scar on his gut and his neck
 They got him good, said he damn near bled to death
 The hate was so deep, I can see in his eyes
 When he described what it feels like to almost die
 All I could do was just sit back and listen
 'Bout how he 'bout to send soldiers on missions
 I got hit with a bottle but I'm not dead
 I said, "Think with your heart, homey, not your head", I said
 Tension is so thick, some are comin' around
 I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground
 So now that's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic
 They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet
 Dammit, that's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 Oh, you must defend yourself
 If you don't, then no one else
 Your homies got to ride
 You're fightin' for your life
 They want both of us dead
 You ain't heard a word I said
 You're fightin' for your life
 Your homies got to ride
 Tension is so thick, some are comin' around
 I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground
 So now that's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic
 They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet
 Dammit, that's why we need to sit down
 And talk about the black and the brown
 

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Duration
05:48
Key
10
Tempo
83 BPM

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