Blacks & Browns

m a nigga and I can't go outside

We looking bad on the news black on black homicide

I'm a nigga and I can't go outside

I need them dollars, got these problems with this llama on my mind

I'm a nigga and I can't go outside

They make it harder by the day, gotta keep this hope alive

I'm a nigga and I can't go outside

'Cause if my homies say it's on then you know I'm down to ride

We make it hard for us with all this black on black crime

In the same state we gotta pay our tax, if we get locked up it's double rate

We get popped then retaliate, and they sell us these guns

In these fucked up schools where they teach us what they told to

Half the shit I learnt in school I ain't never used

These fucked up rules the government trying to control you

That's why we saying fuck the law, we act like we the ones with the juice

It's fucked up around here, soon as you locked up around here

The rest end up stuck up around here

So I'm speaking for my peers 'cause I still see their tears

I ain't sugarcoating nothing nigga, this is what it is

They supply us with the county to make us feel comfortable

Couple years pass we in the same spot we was before

We was content on that Section 8 shit

At the first of the month we got them groceries for them kids

But nah, they're fucking up our mental, keeping us slaves

So we can't be successful black people

We need to come together, fuck they system

Tired of being a victim, tired of racism

So I'mma spit this ism 'til this shit stop

'Cause this that, nigga, we all we got

We need to stop hating on what the next black got

Give him his props to figure out how he ran shop

So our kid's kid's can be good

On a house in the hills, and rent a house out in the hood

(Sound good)

'Cause them folks that be wealthy

We never thinking 'bout tomorrow, that's so unhealthy

We killing ourselves, they killing us too

They distract us with entertainment while they get they loot

They never gave us what they owed us

Put liquor stores on every corner

Welcome to Lost Skanless, California

Haha, buenos dias motherfuckers

I'm Sadboy Loko and I'm here to speak for my people, yeah

We need to come together, look around

They made the border for the brown skins 'cause we're not allowed

Gotta get the green card for me and my child

Those assholes payment under the table that don't last a while

Those jobs getting passed around, they dog our people

Why we gotta look for work at Home Depot?

It was us before the natives, why we ain't equal?

But why you give us no perks, fool we need those

"You ain't trying to make America Great"

Fuck you es茅, somebody bring him to the Treces

And, just for disrespecting

Black, brown or pale, it don't matter to me

The only color that call shots in this world is green

And at eighteen they want you to sign up for war

That's why most rather bang and hang around at the store

So to you it's just another selling corn

To me, we out here hustling for the mortgage

Fuck you think we crossing the border for?

Why you think in a bedroom there's more than four?

You explored my country but can't accept my people

But who you want to run your business? My people

My flag is green white, red, in the center an eagle

Brown Pride, fist high, this is for my illegals

I'm a Chicano and I can't go outside

A brown cop harassing me, guess we all look alike

I'm a Chicano and I can't go outside

This happens daily, all the time, I can never ask why

I'm a Chicano and I can't go outside

They make it harder by the day, tryna keep this hope alive

I'm a Chicano and I can't go outside

'Cause if my homies say it's on, then you know I'm down to ride