Wake up Black Man Wake up
Our sole mission today is to not Die
From the hands of another Black Man today
We don\'t even have real friends no more
We have friendamies
Enemies that we call friends that lie and wait to take your life
Its hate that make you smile with envy
We hate our own people that\'s pity
we can kill each other with style but we call that wittiness
Hate is an easy way to escape
Its easier to lose your mind then find your way out
When I was a kid growing up I had real friends
Friends that I still have to this day
They don\'t make real friends like that anymore
Everything is built to settle or even a score
We are not the same type of people anymore
We are savages like wild pork
I can\'t look myself in a three way mirror
Without questioning my sanity anymore
I see three different versions
Only one is the real me the other 2 are possibly me also
One is greed the other is hate
I ask myself why do we kill each other for is it for money
I don\'t have enough money to Die for that\'s funny why we kill for nothing
I want to hate you for something in my mind its nothing personal to you
My black brutha I am just mad its me in not you
Do you understand my frustrations
Everyone seems to be fucken R.I.C.H but me
That\'s why I will steal anything to comfort me from the truth
The reality is I am still Black in so are you lets put our mistakes aside
Lets move forward with pride
Lets not hate each other my brutha anymore or let another
One of us Die for nothing
Lets not have to settle or even a score lets just have an understanding
I love U more family