[Chorus]
I'd be lying if I say I'm not the man
Swear to God, never thought I'd see the end
On my life, in a fight, I never ran
Oh, my God, I'm the motherfucking man
[Post-Chorus]
They killed another Black boy
His body on the street side
His mama on the TV crying
Where were you, Black Jesus?
[Verse 1]
She was in the kitchen cooking up
He was rapping, stacking in the cut
Baby boy ran outta luck
Found a lion cub to call his bluff, yeah
Shoulda ran
But you thought you were a man (But you thought you were a man)
Rattlesnakes in the sand (Rattlesnakes in the sand)
This shit wasn't in the plan, nah
Now your baby gone
Took his last breath on his own
They stole your mama's joy
We lost another Black boy
[Chorus]
I'd be lying if I say I'm not the man
Swear to God, never thought I'd see the end
On my life, in a fight, I never ran
Oh, my God, I'm the motherfucking man
[Post-Chorus]
They killed another Black boy
His body on the street side
His mama on the TV crying
Where were you, Black Jesus?
[Verse 2]
He coulda been a Dr. King
He coulda been a young Shakur
We coulda had a Basquiat
Chalk outline sketched on the floor
Slaughtered like a lamb
Didn't make it to a man
He was 'sposed to make it out
This shit wasn't in the plan (No)
But now her baby gone
Took his last breath on his own (Took his last breath on his own)
You stole a mother's joy
We lost another Black boy
[Chorus]
I'd be lying if I say I'm not the man
Swear to God, never thought I'd see the end (Swear to God)
On my life, in a fight, I never ran (Never ran)
Oh, my God, I'm the motherfucking man
[Post-Chorus]
They killed another Black boy
His body on the street side
His mama on the TV crying
Where were you, Black Jesus?
They killed another Black boy (Black boy)
His body on the street side (Another Black boy)
His mama on the TV crying (Black boy)
Where were you, Black Jesus? (Another Black boy)
[Outro]
(Black boy)
(Another Black boy)
(Another Black boy)
(Another Black boy)
Black Boy was written by DWY.
Black Boy was produced by Pat Morrissey & Jesse Schuster & DWY.
I wrote black boy to make an anthem for people who look like me. Everyday I’m bombarded with images and videos of slain young black men and women and it makes me mad, it makes me cry and I just needed to express those feelings.
We lose them so early into their lives. We’ve lost potential, we’ve lost...