[Chorus]
I tried to take the high road
Let bygones be bygones
I tried to take the high road
But now another life's gone
What you expect from me?
To turn the other cheek?
All you bring is war, asking me for peace
What you expect from me, when all you bring is greed
All you bring is war, asking me for peace
But now I gotta piece piece piece
But now I gotta piece piece piece
But now I gotta piece piece piece
But now I gotta piece piece piece
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
Yeah, they say let's make America great again
Except for the slavery and genocide
When we killed all the natives and steal their tribes
And the time we denied the women's rights, huh
Talkin' 'bout great, like the AIDS outbreak
Like when they brought crack cocaine to the hood
Like when they brought heroin to the states
Look, justice is not on the internet
Equality don't have a Twitter account
The last words that a man should ever hear
Should never be, "Get on the ground"
Our culture so misunderstood, it's cloudy up over the hood
I'm thinkin' about packin' my bags and leavin' this country for good
Glock, Glock in my car for your probable cause
'Cause even the law don't follow the law
Guess it's my fault for being black
A country built on my people backs
Up in first class, yeah, my seat is back
Even when I'm bored and I'm tryna see my past
Tell me, if you had a chance, would you go back in time to see the past?
Waitin', waitin', waitin' for reparation
For the end of segregation
All we got was a month and a television station
All they teach is slavery and we celebrate it
They turn the cheek if we should perish, huh
But just remember you can't spell America without Eric, Bandz
I tried to take the high road
Let bygones be bygones
I tried to take the high road
But now another life's gone
What you expect from me?
To turn the other cheek?
All you bring is war, asking me for peace
What you expect from me, when all you bring is greed
All you bring is war, asking me for peace
But now I gotta piece piece piece
But now I gotta piece piece piece
But now I gotta piece piece piece
But now I gotta piece piece piece
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
Yeah, they say let's make America great again
Except for the slavery and genocide
When we killed all the natives and steal their tribes
And the time we denied the women's rights, huh
Talkin' 'bout great, like the AIDS outbreak
Like when they brought crack cocaine to the hood
Like when they brought heroin to the states
Look, justice is not on the internet
Equality don't have a Twitter account
The last words that a man should ever hear
Should never be, "Get on the ground"
Our culture so misunderstood, it's cloudy up over the hood
I'm thinkin' about packin' my bags and leavin' this country for good
Glock, Glock in my car for your probable cause
'Cause even the law don't follow the law
Guess it's my fault for being black
A country built on my people backs
Up in first class, yeah, my seat is back
Even when I'm bored and I'm tryna see my past
Tell me, if you had a chance, would you go back in time to see the past?
Waitin', waitin', waitin' for reparation
For the end of segregation
All we got was a month and a television station
All they teach is slavery and we celebrate it
They turn the cheek if we should perish, huh
But just remember you can't spell America without Eric, Bandz
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