King Cotton

I'm honest by some shit that I ain't even seen

Demons in my mind, blood on the field

We got stripped of our love, had to pick out cotton

Hard work on our field, long nights forgotten

Put in next to the... Drugs, fast food

Killers... Much quicker, don't forget your eat vegetables nigger

Often the kids turn killers, stripped of our pride

Our home connected to blogs

In the streets wave rome and africa

We'd probably be in a throne

Shit you never know, they ship the slaves back to africa

We enslave ourselves, talking about europeans to hate ourselves

Identity problems, the magazine...

The news tell me something different

Call this negro a nigger, call his color in black

Bitch let's face the facts

A toast to have more work for americans and blacks

It took a civil rights moving, just to get us attack

How the fuck we couldn't vote because the color of our skin

I ain't no radical, I ain't no racist

I'm question I'm anxious

Down south it's much worse, we on a slave just started

Fucking slave masters, niggers all the bitches retarded

You tell me?

And we always forget about the native americans

But really, we on earth

Fuck the names and the labels, stereotypes

Generalizations, try to put me in a box took my soul and raped it

I can never forget it, but I have to forgive them

I move on with my life, I got love for the world

Why the fuck they burned that church with them 4 little girls

And I say quit, you feel me

And they say quit dwelling on the past it's over

But what the fuck they learn at school how the fuck is it over?

How the fuck can I forget about the people hanging off a tree?

For the simple fact they look like me

What am I supposed to tell my kids

When they hearing these things

What am I supposed to tell my kids when the cops pull them over

Can't even wear a hood... They think the car is stolen

But on the real life changing for the better

Cause this music gonna bring us together

Quit saying black and white, because it ain't no color

Real words of separation, that's hate my brother

A lot of them laws, they was created from hate

A lot of blood and war created by the united states

Lot of drugs and guns kept the people in place

I refuse to have a race, bitch I'm gray, you feel me

And I'm saying let's keep it true to my roots, that's the people

Where I come from instead of rapping the

Niggers dying on the block

Better think about it just watch

My grandfather was a slave, that's the fucking truth

King cotton, I'm king cotton

King cotton, they call me king cotton, I'm king cotton

King cotton, I'm king cotton

They call me, I'm king cotton, I'm king cotton