Apparently I'm second generation black Caribbean
And half white Scottish whatever that means
See lately I feel confused with the boxes
Cause to me all they do is breed conflict
It not that I've lost touch with the reality
Racism, s**ism and nationality
Just to me it all seems like insanity
Why must I rob you of your humanity
To feel good about mine
It's all about crime dehumanizing is how I justify it,
So I must keep on lying about the history of africa
So I can live the with massacres and
Repeat my mantra of Muslim and terrorist
So I can sleep at night as bombs take flight
Eyes wide but I'm blind to the sight
Too busy chasing the perfect life
And the working class keep them uneducated
Truly educated men could never be racist
To educate is to draw out what is within
Are we all not the same under the skin
I got a heart like yours that pumps blood and oxygen And insecurities are a whole lot of them
I'm scared like you deep down
I really do care that world is not fair like you
But I don't even believe my own prayers like you
Chasing career going nowhere like you
Lost in a fog of my own insecurities
I hold myself up as a image of purity
And I judge everybody else by the color of their skin or the size of their wealth
But it's not good for my health
As the only one I ever really judge is my self
The oppressor must suffer like the oppressed
Though I pretend I'm in control of this mess
By inflating my ego
Puffing my chest I see my weakness and need to show strength
For what we think strong is cause if were honest
True strength is the strength to be honest
And if I'm honest I am just tired
If I'm honest I am just tired
Tired of everyday filling up my car
And knowing that I'm paying for the bombs in Iraq
Tired of pretending like it don't hurt my heart
Of wanting change but not knowing where to start
Tired of listening to all the conditioning
And all the forms they have me filling in
Next time you see what is a thug and despise him
Please know I was just like him
Cause I was like eight the first time I saw crack
Same time I first smoked weed chicking on blowbacks
First time I saw knifes penetrate flesh
It was meat cleavers to the back of the head
As I grew and teenage years passed
Many more knifes pierced and the shots blast
And I'm not saying I had the worst upbringing
But there a million young men just like me in prison
We complain about racism and elevate clowns
With their trousers down swinging their d***s round
Maybe that is not quite literal
But everything they do is just as stereotypical
To my real fans I feel your pain
And I get the messages but don't complain
That we ain't got more fame for paying our part
They can keep the charts all I want is your hearts,
They can keep the charts all I want is your hearts,
They can keep the charts all I want is your hearts,
Call it black radio don't make laugh
So is black music all about t*** and a***
You don't represent nothing your just pretending
When was the last time you ever played Hendrix or Miles Davis or john Coultrain or Elefits Gerald or Billy Holliday
We can call it urban to me that's cool
If urban means street that means jazz too and rock for that matter
Go ask Mick Jagger or Jimmy Page what they were listening to - the blues
Not discrediting love Zeppelin to just giving credit where credit is due
That blood socked word rappers still use that just shows we still self abuse,
That was the word that was used to kill kelsa, coultrain and emit till
Hat was the word that the conscience eased and made people pleased to hung you from trees
That was the word that let the rips crack no matter what you say you can't take it back
And I can say their black so I feel their pain easier but 1915 look at armenia,
If the whole world is human stupidity though we choke ourselves to death quite literally
And I can talk with my comfortable mouth, with my comfortable cloths and my comfortable house
The tables will turn, we can but stall them every empire on this earth has fallen
So unless we can find another way maybe not today but it will come one-day,
It may sound like I'm bitter but in-fact truth be told I am quite the opposite,
I wake everyday and am overwhelmed just to be alive and be like no one else
And the sheer weight of the thought of s***e is enough to keep my little ego in place
All that we chase and try to replace all along it was right in our face,
The only we the only way we can ever change anything is to look in the mirror and find no enemy,
The only way we can ever change anything, look in the mirror and find no enemy,
The only way we can ever change anything, look in the mirror and find no enemy
And half white Scottish whatever that means
See lately I feel confused with the boxes
Cause to me all they do is breed conflict
It not that I've lost touch with the reality
Racism, s**ism and nationality
Just to me it all seems like insanity
Why must I rob you of your humanity
To feel good about mine
It's all about crime dehumanizing is how I justify it,
So I must keep on lying about the history of africa
So I can live the with massacres and
Repeat my mantra of Muslim and terrorist
So I can sleep at night as bombs take flight
Eyes wide but I'm blind to the sight
Too busy chasing the perfect life
And the working class keep them uneducated
Truly educated men could never be racist
To educate is to draw out what is within
Are we all not the same under the skin
I got a heart like yours that pumps blood and oxygen And insecurities are a whole lot of them
I'm scared like you deep down
I really do care that world is not fair like you
But I don't even believe my own prayers like you
Chasing career going nowhere like you
Lost in a fog of my own insecurities
I hold myself up as a image of purity
And I judge everybody else by the color of their skin or the size of their wealth
But it's not good for my health
As the only one I ever really judge is my self
The oppressor must suffer like the oppressed
Though I pretend I'm in control of this mess
By inflating my ego
Puffing my chest I see my weakness and need to show strength
For what we think strong is cause if were honest
True strength is the strength to be honest
And if I'm honest I am just tired
If I'm honest I am just tired
Tired of everyday filling up my car
And knowing that I'm paying for the bombs in Iraq
Tired of pretending like it don't hurt my heart
Of wanting change but not knowing where to start
Tired of listening to all the conditioning
And all the forms they have me filling in
Next time you see what is a thug and despise him
Please know I was just like him
Cause I was like eight the first time I saw crack
Same time I first smoked weed chicking on blowbacks
First time I saw knifes penetrate flesh
It was meat cleavers to the back of the head
As I grew and teenage years passed
Many more knifes pierced and the shots blast
And I'm not saying I had the worst upbringing
But there a million young men just like me in prison
We complain about racism and elevate clowns
With their trousers down swinging their d***s round
Maybe that is not quite literal
But everything they do is just as stereotypical
To my real fans I feel your pain
And I get the messages but don't complain
That we ain't got more fame for paying our part
They can keep the charts all I want is your hearts,
They can keep the charts all I want is your hearts,
They can keep the charts all I want is your hearts,
Call it black radio don't make laugh
So is black music all about t*** and a***
You don't represent nothing your just pretending
When was the last time you ever played Hendrix or Miles Davis or john Coultrain or Elefits Gerald or Billy Holliday
We can call it urban to me that's cool
If urban means street that means jazz too and rock for that matter
Go ask Mick Jagger or Jimmy Page what they were listening to - the blues
Not discrediting love Zeppelin to just giving credit where credit is due
That blood socked word rappers still use that just shows we still self abuse,
That was the word that was used to kill kelsa, coultrain and emit till
Hat was the word that the conscience eased and made people pleased to hung you from trees
That was the word that let the rips crack no matter what you say you can't take it back
And I can say their black so I feel their pain easier but 1915 look at armenia,
If the whole world is human stupidity though we choke ourselves to death quite literally
And I can talk with my comfortable mouth, with my comfortable cloths and my comfortable house
The tables will turn, we can but stall them every empire on this earth has fallen
So unless we can find another way maybe not today but it will come one-day,
It may sound like I'm bitter but in-fact truth be told I am quite the opposite,
I wake everyday and am overwhelmed just to be alive and be like no one else
And the sheer weight of the thought of s***e is enough to keep my little ego in place
All that we chase and try to replace all along it was right in our face,
The only we the only way we can ever change anything is to look in the mirror and find no enemy,
The only way we can ever change anything, look in the mirror and find no enemy,
The only way we can ever change anything, look in the mirror and find no enemy