Plate

[Verse 1]
I done told y’all I got way too much on my plate
I can’t handle no more beef
I can’t take no more hate
I don’t want no more salt
I know how it tastes
I’m ready to eat
So let me say my grace
Let me say my grace
Let me say my grace
Let me say my grace
Let me say my grace

[Verse 2]
GMO got us looking like Beetlejuice
Government gave us poison
Go to sleep in my boots
I’ve been ready for war
All I need is some troops
I’ve been ready for tour
All I need is a booth
Drinking organic juice
Made out of forbidden fruit
Cops right behind me
I’m driving my ten and two
I’ve been ready to die
I lace up my tennis shoes
Now mama don’t you cry
They put it up on the news
Is that a necktie or a noose?
Is he running for his life or is that an ape on the loose?
Tell my son, if I die I’ma leave clues
Better not run when they come for you
When they come for you
Better not run when they come for you
Better not run, said you better not run
When they come for you
I am black, I can’t help it
The truth hurts and I felt it
If I fight then I’m selfish
If I die then I’m cele-brated
Don’t you know that I’m dedicated?
I don’t care if I don’t ever make it
And I don’t care if you don’t ever say it
I’m worth more than your intimidation
You ain’t learn, it’s an assimilation
I don’t trust your administration
I don’t wanna talk about race
But I can't erase
Every night, running in a race
As they chase
And I’m running for my life
And I’m running for my life
And I’m running for my life now
Running for my life
And I’m running for my life
And I’m running for my life
Running for my life
And I’m running for my life
And I’m running for my life
Running for my life

[Bridge]
One day we gon’ lie down
One day we gon’ lie down
We all gon’ lie down
We all gon’ bow down
We all gon’ bow down
One day we gon’ bow down
We all gon’ bow down
One day we gon’ lie down
We all gon’ bow down
I’m gonna meet my maker
Yeah, we all gon’ meet our maker
Said, we all gon’ meet our maker
Yeah, we all gon’ meet our maker
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Narration]
I remember the first time I saw Hip-Hop
I mean, she made my ears tingle
It was a new feeling
I was caught between a melody and a boom bap
And I said, “Hey darling, that’s my ride”