Verse One
Yo’, my friend’s Sister told me she don’t wanna work for the white man
Not even if the possibility
Or a slight chance of improving her life was right there for taking
She would rather sit back and be vacant
Ain’t no mistaking that I’m trying to get my head round the statement
It’s complicated, see I understand that people need payment
And have been patient, trying to move towards their future but facing discrimination
Even though they got they qualifications from education
I asked these young brothers who were chillin on my block
What they saw themselves becoming as a kid growing up
They replied saying they saw themselves as bank managers
But all that they were doing everyday was smoking cannabis
And eating fried chicken, leaving bones on my doorstep
And couldn’t see the point in even taking a small step to something greater
I tried to talk, I try to teach em’, couldn’t reach em’
Now the sound of the police has got em’ fighting for they freedom
You best believe it, I’m trying to get down to the reasons
I'm noticing a surge of Europeans in my neighbourhood
That’s when I really started to notice that every geographical place will get its prognosis
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The prognosis (x4)
Verse Two
I’ve heard black women tell me they ain’t dating no black men
Because it didn’t work with a handful way back when
Now each to his own, but I find it disheartening
And I heard your counter-argument about some brothers targeting
Women the same way, but exactly the same
I am disheartened by these juvenile games that people play
Now this really got me thinking bout’ who I am in society
How do people view me when there is so much variety?
Everyday succumbing to someone stereotyping me
Color of my skin the only thing why they disliking me?
When I spend my money that’s when they forced to be nice to me
Taxi driver tells me he charging a different price to me
Because we black brothers and so he found me tolerable
I told him that ain’t ethical, conscientious or honourable
You gotta come better than that
He thought about what I was saying and conceded the fact
And I don’t wanna have to do him like that
But see the truth is the truth and karma got a way of coming right back
So from the stand up people to the ones that are bogus
Everybody gonna play they prognosis
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