Fed Up

They label us a bunch of thugs for standing up
How the fuck you label us thugs when y’all  the ones killing us?
Take our women and rape our children
We supposed to turn the other cheek and keep on living
We getting tired of this pain
No matter how much knowledge you got
How much wealth you gain
To them you still a nigga
Good credit, pushing a Benz
You still a nigga
Black man with white friends
You still a nigga
Graduated top of yo class
You still a nigga
Swear these crackas they can’t wait to kill a nigga
We march and protest yet they don’t hear a nigga
Naw they don’t hear us

They talking how we treat each other
Bringing up how blacks kill blacks damn near every time we see each other
One thing about it, we gone be held accountable
Soon as a nigga kill they throw us in a cell for a hundred years
But let a police kill a nigga
He probably get suspended
Keep his freedom and he’ll keep his pension
We sick and tired of being sick and tired
We ain’t seeing no results from the peaceful shit that we done tried
Now it’s time to go another route
You ain’t really live until you find something that you’ll die about
Stand for something or fall for anything
We ain’t standing now
Nigga we’ll burn this bitch to the ground

La la la la la la la la la la (repeated)

We’ll burn this bitch to the ground (x3)
Nigga we’ll burn this bitch to the ground (x2)
We’ll burn this bitch to the ground yeah
We’ll burn this bitch to the ground