(verse 1)

huh
why should I care
bout what niggas got to say
all the ones who was fair
is who you locked away
huh
tryna survive
inside this hostile game
but they shot them to death
yo who you tryna save?
they dont care about justice
all they care is bout what you spend
blind eye to the subject
water bed to wash off them sins
bodies laid in the public
some are mothers, convicts , and friends
we aint worried nothing
lite the fuse before I count to ten
its one
two
there
four
then five
hear the screams of all the ancestors
that they lynching us inside
see the devils tail is a web
got you thinking that its no GOD
all my life Ive been in the ghetto I dont think they want me to climb
I proceed to notice the time
keep my eyes fixed on the sky
The return is what they observing
but from dirt
the prophet shall rise

(hook)
All I wanna say is that they dont really care about us x 4


(verse 2)

They just want this nigger to shave his beard and just hold the door
play my position in submission and uphold the law
keep my eyes to the floor
spend money on cu tore
rent that beamer then risk my freedom to show it off
prison is big business
I've witnessed some friends enter
follow the dollar and you will see that's its win win
Jim crow credit checks
stay inside your ghetto nigger
oh you got a rollie huh
what you think you special nigger
I see you spending money like its revolutionary nigger
golden bars for prison cells
from selling records nigger
you don't even see the light
you just see the life
imitate em to degrade em
worst logic I seen in life
the black dollar is gone
the plantation is born
no franshise to own
yet players in every sport
I bet you Martin spinning in his grave
cuz he said he had a dream
he just meant in different ways.