JID - Skegee lyrics

(See the storm) yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh
(Over there) yeah yeah, uh
(Here it comes) fuck, check, dawg

Take a chance, have faith, my lad
You got all of the same tools
All the greats have had
Two eyes, two ears, one mouth, two hands
You can watch, listen more than you speak
Take advantage you peep all the karma that
Come with makin' the cream the crop
Full of demons providin' you what you need
They got
What's your thing? Alcohol or the lean?
Put the coke inside the weed
Them niggas seasonin' the greens
Rap game turned from the
Slingers to the fiends
But I'm in between, I mean
I ain't pickin' teams
But I had a dream like King
Fuckin' on this pretty little bit-, queen
I mean
Point me to the cheese, niggas talkin' cream
Park the car, I'm 'bout to part the seas
And move a mountain for money
Nothing keepin' me
From gettin' to you, gettin' to me, Marvin G
Tammi T but get your eyes cleaned for
Something you have never not, not seen

Okay, well prior to coming to Tuskegee (Uh)
From high school I went to college here
Then Tuskegee Institute
While in college I had a professor
That I really impressed with
He got me interested into politics
He was the first black
(Uh) councilman in the city
Of Tuskegee (Check)

Take a chance, have faith, my lad
You got all of the same tools
All the greats have had
Maybe lesser than that
Way back when I was puttin'
On my football hat
This institution came recruitin' little
Route for the stats
They sat me in a room with my dad
And it was cool but when they left I was glad
And my pops was too
He said that's good-ass parenting
Reminding me 'bout that place that
Did them nigga experiments
On them black people, sharecroppers
Down in Alabama, damn
It's not that far from Atlanta
It was the 1930s
They did them black folks dirty because a tan
A man was not a man, nigga
Your granny wasn't grand
A scam into the plan to go
Recruit a group of stupid niggas
And shoot them up with syphilis
Instead of shoot-to-kill 'em
That's stupid different
The lengths that y'all trip to catch
A nigga slippin' and for what?
'Cause we look different? Ah, shit

Everyone with knowledge of that study
(Let us keep rockin' this shit)
Would be terrified
But that study represents and demonstrated
The inhumanity of man to mankind
(yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, fuck)
I often say that look

Take a chance, have faith, you in last place
Take a stand but don't take the
Stand for your man's sake
Just a dad tryna put some ham on a damn plate
I'll be damned, I don't feed the fam', nigga
(Damn straight) elbow rubs and handshakes
From hands that tied ropes on
Necks in red states
Another dead black-ass man
I need a damn break
They never gave us a chance, I had to take it
I need all the payments
For every day we suffered all the hatred
I want my granny to shoot
The hands with Nancy Reagan
I want emancipation
Standin' naked at the auction
With my dick out, hanging for reparations
No matter how much I say it
They ain't hearin' my voice
'Cause as long as them crackers payin'
You ain't much of a choice
And you can shoot a million Js
You'll prolly never be Jordan
Nigga ran for a million yards
You still forty acres short

See the storm over there
Here it comes