Letras
My brother, it seems they got it out for you
To the point to where you gotta have the thang on ya
Seems they shooting first and asking no questions
And nobody is learning no lessons
Pull you over just to lean on ya neck
Ya best listen to Wu-Tang its something you wanna protect
Ya skin color's become highly visible
Because of that they treat you like a criminal
Even if it is more to the story
The wrong judge and jury is sending brothers to glory
And a riot's going on in ya name
Yesterday we didn't know you now today we're all one in the same
And it hurts.. cause we now have to try to prove a truth
That was all caught on camera and then shown to the youth
And adults of all colors back and forth we dispute
And we treat the situation like it's something that is cute
But today we gotta work it all out
Every day we gotta work it all out
Not just today, we gotta work it all out
Cause any day, they could work us all out
Message to the black man, work it all out
Every day we gotta work it all out
Until they can't stand that we work it all out
Put respect on your name like the song said, you need to show them how
My brother, don't forget your Queens
They starting to lose confidence in the ones they call King
Time to chill wit all the sagging and the material things
And matching the size of your heart to the size of the ring
All we seeing is body parts
Instead of examining exactly why she is a work of art
She wants you to take the lead
And not just around tax time when its time to claim the seeds
I'm not fussing I'm just saying
I done seen so many posts on social media that's saying
He won't handle his business, he ain't this he ain't that
He won't get his act together just wanna smoke and try to rap
And this is what places every brother in the same pot
Listen, she don't want you in her inbox
You want the sisters to keep you lifted
But how often do you go without understanding you're gifted