paroles de chanson City - TuKool Tiff

I watched the sun come up this morning
Cuz I was so mad
But somebody′s mother is mourning
Cuz her son didn't come back
How different is that
Still screaming that it′s lit to be black
While under attack
See the system
Done had more twistin'
Then backwards caps

Blackity blackity black
Massa is back in his bag
He packed him a ratched and flag
And traded his hood for a badge
Chasing the hood cuz we black
Conditions is badder than bad
Condition to moved to the back
Permission to shoot if he's black
Buffoonery
Coonery
Who do we think we fooling with that
Luckily
Chucky
Ain′t in the mood to be black
Cuz it′s a knee in my back
And I'd love to take a stab at that
Or have an HBCU drumline for the
Ratta tat tat
You mad cuz I′m black
Me I'm just mad and black

Sign up right here
If you wanna go to Mars
When the ship comes
I need a sign
Picket signs in the air
If you tired of being marginalized
By the system
I need a sign
Peace signs like a flair and a prayer
For God to protect the police come
Can I get a sign
Is this sign or a dare
Never be scared
That′s freedom

It's lit to be black
It′s lit to be black
It's lit to be blackity blackity black
It's lit to be black
It′s lit to be black
It′s lit to be blackity blackity black
It's lit to be black
It′s lit to be black
It's lit to be blackity blackity black
It′s lit to be black
It's lit to be black
It′s lit to be blackity blackity black