Hereditary

I know boys who bore the weight of
Pallbearer long before the rigors of college
But the most famous of us will have streets named in our honor
Martin Luther King Drive and Malcolm X Boulevard
Both debunk the myth of respectability
And proves that no matter the politics
All Black boys are doomed to die by bullets
But how can you complain?

We demand justice for Breonna and George, I pray that you rest well
When I was locked, I witnessed a murder right in the next cell

The C.O.s beat that brother to death for smugglin' Nextels

Killed him while he was cuffed and
I bet that made all they chest swell

Elderberries with fresh kale

Immune to your viruses that infect males
In tune with the Bible and its possessed spells (Let's go)
No need to test Hell, we felt the brother's pain
He was suffocated with knee, now the
Country's waitin' to exhale (Damn)
I'm even-keeled, but I've even killed
I demand respect and I won't leave until

I'ma bet on Black like I was Stephen Hill

Livin' in them shacks and thinkin' we should kill

Now they say it's cap, you thinkin' we should kneel
How they held us back will be a secret still (Still)
You don't hear them screechin' wheels (Nah)
You don't hear them shots fired (Blaow)
Firearm I keep concealed (Yeah)
Plantation cops hired (Woah)

They're here to police the fields (Yeah)
American dream, you sleepin' if you believe it's real (Facts)
How you think my people feel? (How?)
We ain't dodgin' bullets 'cause we seekin' thrills (Nah)
I done seen some shit that make a preacher squeal (Damn)
They say we sick because the streets is ill

Heart is cold enough to give the reaper chills

Everything I speak surreal, record labels, keep your deal (Uh-huh)

I just told my mama she don't need them pills

Screamin', "Fuck your honor, we don't need appeals" (Fuck you)

Speakin' of pills, I need to speak to Bill

How could you hurt your wife? He servin'
Life, I need to see Camille (Woah)
Modern day warfare (Warfare), they tryna kill us off here (Off here)
Them days that we all feared (It's here)
They say life ain't all fair (It ain't fair)

Shout out to Jemele Hill (Queen), them haters took her off air (Yeah)
But now we know that Hell's real
Why?) Because my people all here (Damn)
Shit that I be forced to write

I'm in the mind of Kobe before his flight
Was he nervous? Was he relaxed? Did he think to call his wife?
Was it service? Did she collapse when she heard he lost his life?
What a circus, media traps, just try to ignore the lights (Real shit)
Somebody had to wipe the blood up off the cross of Christ (Somebody)
Somebody had to tell Martin King he was forced to fight (Somebody)
Somebody had to teach Ray to play when he lost his sight
Life is quick, the words of a Malcolm X on a Harlem night (Goddamn)
I'm just sayin' I'll do the dirty work

Never trust the words from a fiend's mouth on the 31st (Never)
You ever seen a preacher with Cadillacs in a dirty church? (Hmm)
Think we deserve this curse? (Mm) Know where you heard this first

Be my victim