[Verse One: C-Murder]
Yeah it's hard to be us
We pray to god so in god we trust
We must cease enough
Cuz its unjust
Can't touch my green dubs
[?] cold heart in me
I see the boys in the making in my building
Children no pop guns yep they got real ones
Nobody feel them but me yeah I really feel them
That's why I'm still in the jets and I got millions
We love souls
Hate it for hell the cross roads
Genocide I don't care if I die nigga my heart froze
I smoke dose I'm killing myself with the same Glock
I can't stop I got that thang under my tank top
So I roam like Trayvon to clip my hair
I drank and a beer and shit and tear plus my momma said
Well you gon' die soon
So I look up to the moon
And say fuck it with the middle finger I'm a goon

[Hook x2: C-Murder]
Nowadays it's hard to be black
Gotta watch my back they see me running and packed cause nowadays it's hard to be black
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