Young Gifted and Black Freesty

I'm America's worst nightmare

I'm young black and holding my nuts like yeah

While ya'll was at the pub havin' a light beer

I was at the club havin' a fight there

Ya'll can go home husband and wife there

My momma at work tryin' to buy me the right gear

Nine years old uncle lost his life here

I grew up thinkin' life ain't fair

How can I get a real job China white right there

Right in front of my sight like here yeah

There's ya ticket out the ghetto take flight right here

Tell on me you go bye-bye here damn

There's a different set of rules we abide by here

You need a gun niggas might drive by here

Ya'll havin' fun racin' all ya hot-rods there

Downloadin' all our music on ya iPods there

I'm Chuck-D standin' in the crosshairs here

Ya'll straight chicks got horse hair here

Ya'll ain't gotta be in fear of ya'll bosses there

You lose your job your pop rich ya'll don't care

So I don't care ya'll acting like ya'll don't hear

All the screams from the ghetto

Or the teens ducking metal here

So they steam like a kettle here

Trying to take they mind to a whole different level here

Yeah we real close to devil here

Got to be a better way somebody call a reverend here

Yeah have mercy really be in heaven here

Somebody tell God that we got a couple of questions here

My little cousin never got to see his seventh year

And I'm so used to pain that I ain't even shed a tear