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[Rick Ross]
They say young black men
Are now living in a state of public emergency
Middle class and poor people be targeted every day dealing with so much hostility

Negative socialism
I refuse to be petrified
And there´s no mercy for the rivals
They want the rich niggas to live in total silence exiled
Flee the country, more assassinations
Let´s go

[Rick Ross]
When you´re forced to be fearless strangers consider you careless
Detrimental to my upbringing, I felt so abandoned
I was lost in confusion therefore had nothing to lose
Now I´m running the racket, nigga got cut from the noose
I just wanna be free, another black man on the run

We was pinned to the cross since our birth under the sun
Ain´t no hate in my heart, I´ve adapted to rage
Step off the stage, pussy nigga right back in the cage
Now we burning the streets, Christ to the cross
Our position is blatant (Blatant), rightfully lost
Let´s empower the people, no need for signin´ petitions
Peace and Revelations, scriptures keep on blinding these Christians
I´m in search of the truth (Truth), we each have a flaw (Flaw)
Soon as Dre hit the roof, she file for divorce
Van Jones go get a broom, never making no laws
Terry Crews is another coon who was basically bought

[Finn Matthews]
Some say white eyes are like broke diamonds buried in the snow
But I see things we have seen coming, a smile so beautiful
So if I cry and these white diamonds push along the shore
It´s ´cause I know the shit you´ve been through and you made it beautiful
You made it (Made it, made it, made it)
You made it beautiful
You made it (Made it, made it)
Made it beautiful

[Rick Ross]
Racists killing for cotton, niggas fighting for honor

In the South you´re forgotten call my city the bottom
Kilos get to deposits, living like it´s the lotto
This my moment of glory, grandiose is the dollar
Always postin´ your sneakers, you´re the one that they follow
I´m a born to be leader, such a collection of knowledge
Are we dead or alive? Unforgettable highs
Know the Lord lookin´ down for the day that we rise
Got my pistols all on me, niggas might Christopher zone me
Black on black issues over, principles peep, you´re opponent
Who got the most money? Well that´s yet to be seen
´Cause I´m still counting mine, such an incredible thing

In seek of true wealth, great example for niggas
You decided yourself, I considered it business
We still in the trenches where they made us relentless
Where the reward is little, but the hate is tremendous

[Finn Matthews]
Some say white eyes are like broke diamonds buried in the snow
But I see things we have seen coming and it´s now that beautiful
So if I cry and these white diamonds push along the shore
It´s ´cause I know the shit you´ve been through and you made it beautiful
You made it (Made it, made it, made it)
You made it beautiful

You made it (Made it, made it)
Made it beautiful

[Rick Ross]
Now I´m in the McLaren, still racin´ them commas
I´m watchin´ for Karen, G watchin´ bird watches
Still I wish you the best, Ray Charles in the flesh
Pavarotti to some, Quincy Jones to the rest
Muddy Waters the marble, set my city aflame
Turn my back on the mere fact that they would rattle my cage
I don´t wanna argue but I wanted to race
Got me pinned to the cross, as the sinners would wave
Such a body of work, my debut was a classic
Hov´ gave me a verse, so that kept it attractive
My whole crew was submerged, DEA wanted the address

Make her play with her pussy, with a few mill in her mattress
My life needed a balance, didn´t come for the status
But my mother responsible, she raised me so lavish
Look, son, you´re a king, were the verse she recited
And it kept me excited ´til the day I´m indicted