paroles de chanson Ain't Ok - Trizzy Trav

A mother graduates in St. Thomas then migrates to the states
Someone hit you then hit back that's the way I was raised
So what the hell make you think you just gonna shame us and get away
Oh you thought we was slaves, my niggaz wear different chains
Get ya hand out my pocket
Get ya knee off my neck
You won't learn til we finger pop a trigger and you bleed through ya chest
Aint the same cotton pickin nigga you was whippin beatin to death
All we need is respect
You proceed to give less
Tried to keep us trapped in the hood we evolve from the shit
Made money off a dope you put here it was all in our wrist
Now we outside cuz you actin like you ain't heard what it is
We ain't even the ones burnin shit but let it burn to a crisp
My ancestors built this
You beat them and killed them
Shit backwards you should be the one askin me for permission
Said our please and thank you's
Turned our palms to be grateful
Now the only handout I'm givin is when I put you on my knee to spank you
Lil boy

Sick and tired of being sick and tired I ain't ok
We united when we hear your sirens we ain't ok
Shorty cryin cuz her brothers dyin she ain't ok
My homie riot he got bullshit priors he ain't ok

Sick and tired of being sick and tired I ain't ok
We united when we hear your sirens we ain't ok
Shorty cryin cuz her brothers dyin she ain't ok
My homie riot he got bullshit priors he ain't ok

Look around and see the same thing
The light and dark faces
Stick you up for our payment
You don't give it up then we takin
Under God one nation
Quit steady tryna play us
Run us our reparations
Y'all messed wit the wrong generation
Black power