Hurtin' Inside

Much love cmb, o.g.'s no offense

But red white and blue, ain't our residence

Brainwashed from the start, put hate in our heart

For our own skin color, this is the devil's art

Protect yourself, but the set ain't necessary

Just a fast ticket, to the obituary

And i'm serious g, g as in guardian

Black for life, now tell me what set is harder than

Self, originated from the motherland

Born creator, since day one black man

And i ain't trying to tell ya, nothing wrong

But if the blacks don't reach the blacks, who's gon reach us homes

You kill a black you safe, but kill the other

You crucified, look at gram

I'm hurting inside, i'm hurting inside

I'm hurting inside, i feel so much pain

My past is death, locked in hell now the devil's mad

See i'm killing him slowly, with the pen and my pad

Hate to hear the truth revealed, let me start this

True for life, the light shining off the darkness

For four hundred years, abused and mistreated

Held captive in babylon, and it ain't hard to see it

We struggle everyday, just because of our skin color

But some devils can be blacker, they cold and still ain't your brother

It's a shame we got off the same boat, in shackles and chains

Now we're killing eachother, in the neighborhood gangs

Will you kill me, if i wear blue or red

You can bleach the rag, but you can't bleach my skin so it's all dead

Open up your eyes, genocide is what's going down

Righteous blood is still spilling, on the earth's ground

From the thunder's, that created by the other side

So don't ask me why i'm hurting inside, i'm hurting inside

How long will we kill eachother, man

I know you don't wanna hear this,

because you killing more niggaz than the klan man

So open up your eyes, are you happy with your lives

A victim of the system, ain't got to worry about drive by's

Man it don't make, no sense at all

I'll be down for my ways, till the day i fall

Cause you can't come together, with another color

Until you come together, with your own black brother

So save all the drama, we're tired of seeing blood shed

We gotta be smart, and stop being misled

Cause blue and red, has white in the middle

Let them bang for the flag, cause in the end they all sizzle

God take note, of all the g's that died

In the streets of america, i'm hurting inside

I'm hurting inside, i'm under critical condition

Hear my credit politician, mayn we all on a mission

Arms itching arms snitching, will we ever excell

Or will we squash this plexing, when we meet up in hell

You fail to see, that this life ain't free

And this k-i-n-g, has potential to be

A lock and a key, my 20/20 can see

That this dirty industry, is trying to fuck keke

Let me explain, the actors and the factors

The devil frantic losers, and the politician jackers

Contrasters they fiend, they also try to scheme

And try to get paid, on another niggaz dream

It seems that bidness, is bad for your health

It looks to me, that every man's for himself

But i'ma stay strong, and i'ma keep my pride

And try to stop all this damn hurting inside, i'm hurting