Nixon - I Suppose lyrics
[Nixon - I Suppose lyrics]
I don't really see nothing new on the news
Someone shot dead in the head
But they don't got clues
People just simply refuse
To cooperate with officials
Everybody heard the shots but
Didn't see the pistol
Probably two young black individuals
Damn we get stereotyped so much, like
If someone gets stabbed or shot
It's always us always back of the bus
No rosa parks around no more
King probably watching in heaven
Ask what I died for?
Probably grounded to the floor
I feel like nothing really changed
Tubman on this track the way
I getaway with trains
200 years later and they
Still wearing chains
But now they're only gold
Streets getting very cold, but they got heat
Grab a seat, or be flat on your back
Not lying dimes are always dying
Thoughts on top of your head?
I guess she wasn't lying, she wasn't on top
Your bed? Lead could leave you dead
With nothing thank God for every breath and
Pray for brighter days
But not one of you are
Trying to fix your ways
But trust me that tool won't even help you
Stop trying to fix people's problems
And just help yourself
But some of y'all are just too caught
Up in trying to be somebody else
But go ahead and live your life
Just trying to drop a little advice
So maybe you could go and live it right
Really you should put down that reefer
Your not perfect
But I never said i was either
Probably packing a pistol but what
Are you gonna do?
Because they don't even need to know
Your name anymore to kill you
Supposed to look like a fool
Supposed to do bad in school
Supposed to go to jail
Supposed to not get bail
Supposed to go and hit licks
Supposed to be statistics
I kinda find it messed up how they keep
Claiming they'll stick up for there brothers
But almost always end up kilingl each other
Tired of hearing all of this trap raps
From the same ones that ain't even about that
Then I'm tired of these females with those
Pics on instagram you need to stop
My mother told me to respect you boo
But honestly you don't even give
Me a reason to maybe it's just me that
Doesn't want the cream
My teachers don't even have dreams
They just pass out papers evenly
But then again maybe that's how
This life made them
So I can't really say it's there fault
The tv screen has desensitized
Them to the point where they used to hearing
About rape, violence, and assault
"Oh well" is probably what they say
It just "happens everyday"
But that's not my point as a whole
I'm just hopping you don't become a victim
To these systems of control
I suppose i suppose
I suppose
Someone shot dead in the head
But they don't got clues
People just simply refuse
To cooperate with officials
Everybody heard the shots but
Didn't see the pistol
Probably two young black individuals
Damn we get stereotyped so much, like
If someone gets stabbed or shot
It's always us always back of the bus
No rosa parks around no more
King probably watching in heaven
Ask what I died for?
Probably grounded to the floor
I feel like nothing really changed
Tubman on this track the way
I getaway with trains
200 years later and they
Still wearing chains
But now they're only gold
Streets getting very cold, but they got heat
Grab a seat, or be flat on your back
Not lying dimes are always dying
Thoughts on top of your head?
I guess she wasn't lying, she wasn't on top
Your bed? Lead could leave you dead
With nothing thank God for every breath and
Pray for brighter days
But not one of you are
Trying to fix your ways
But trust me that tool won't even help you
Stop trying to fix people's problems
And just help yourself
But some of y'all are just too caught
Up in trying to be somebody else
But go ahead and live your life
Just trying to drop a little advice
So maybe you could go and live it right
Really you should put down that reefer
Your not perfect
But I never said i was either
Probably packing a pistol but what
Are you gonna do?
Because they don't even need to know
Your name anymore to kill you
Supposed to look like a fool
Supposed to do bad in school
Supposed to go to jail
Supposed to not get bail
Supposed to go and hit licks
Supposed to be statistics
I kinda find it messed up how they keep
Claiming they'll stick up for there brothers
But almost always end up kilingl each other
Tired of hearing all of this trap raps
From the same ones that ain't even about that
Then I'm tired of these females with those
Pics on instagram you need to stop
My mother told me to respect you boo
But honestly you don't even give
Me a reason to maybe it's just me that
Doesn't want the cream
My teachers don't even have dreams
They just pass out papers evenly
But then again maybe that's how
This life made them
So I can't really say it's there fault
The tv screen has desensitized
Them to the point where they used to hearing
About rape, violence, and assault
"Oh well" is probably what they say
It just "happens everyday"
But that's not my point as a whole
I'm just hopping you don't become a victim
To these systems of control
I suppose i suppose
I suppose