B.M.I.A (Black Man In America)

[Intro]
We will be here forever, do you understand? (Black man)
Forever & ever, & ever & ever

[Verse 1: Redman]
Hey
This black man made it in America
Basketball and rapper, track kids to get the hell out the area
Nowadays niggas kill when you get ahead of 'em
So I backtrack to get 'em to act right
'Cause they confuse the rap life for a trap life (True)
Mentally i ain't the rap type, you fuck with me your situation turn to Roy Jones' last fight
This muddy music, that means you get offended, these words like liquor when I'm bartending (Let's go nigga)
Momma taught me well, she hold a hammer for me
She pray for me when I get it, it's mandatory (Mandatory)
Call me Big Unc' and I'll cosign ya
Bankrolls, rolling blunts, I'll be ya role model
Drug addicts go cold chicken
They veins pop out, they say "Red, feed me what I ain't getting"
I can get in my car and out
And the same song is on when I get back in and get out
Check my archives, my stage show is barfight
You want it? Had it right, Sean Price
I'm a legend, don't call me old school
I move niggas like they building in the whole foods (Yessir)
And you gotta be ready for drama
Especially when bloods and. crips is living by your momma
I'm breathless

[Chorus: Pressure]
Reality sneaking to my baby
Like John Jerry man I bust it from the eighties
Dem free [?]
Black in America, yeah, don't play me
[?]
Revolution kick off like in the '80
Dem free [?]
Black in America, yeah, just pay me

[Verse 2: Redman]
Hey
This black man made it in America
Facts
My blood kill lab rats, I'm one like a snowflake
Abstract, that's why I take you to that Mad Max
And I grew up across from a cemetery
That's why my commentary sound like your obituary
Grown man talk, we got a Denzel on, I told LL I'm just getting warmed
The tri state, when niggas dying over bullets or they prostate
And cops against blacks never gon' migrate
I ain't getting shot, they try to pull me over? I turn it to a car chase
These little kids into gang violence
Artists getting called hip hop but they ain't rhyming
Y'all voted for him, now they a rockstar
I feel like a black film tryna get a Oscar
God forgive me for my sins
You dealt me these cards so I'm gon play it to win (Yeah)
And I'm tryna get forty more haters
So I can sign em on to the "Reggie, I Hate Him But Glad He Made It"
I'm breathless

[Chorus: Pressure]
Reality sneaking to my baby
Like John Jerry man I bust it from the eighties
Dem free [?]
Black in America, yeah, don't play me
[?]
Revolution kick off like in the '80
Dem free [?]
Black in America, yeah, just pay me

[Verse 3: Redman]
Hey
This black man made it in America
Can you believe how I did it?
I had faith and had God as my witness
I couldn't just be a artist, I had to learn the business
And haters on the side, they had to sell me wolf tickets
But I'm still relevant, me and rap? We got a life sentence
Success is like a bank loan, it's hard to get
I worked hard for everything I wasn't offered in
And it's up to me to show my babies how to be a boss
I teach em how to win but also how to take a loss
And education is key
But nowadays I advise you to learn the trade and not depend on a college degree
I sold drugs but I don't have no story to tell
Cause music always was my life, Patti LaBelle
As long as I live, you get honour and dedication
And fuck the media interrogating
I'm breathless

[Outro]
You see it on the news, you see it on social media
But when you a black man in America
It's VERY scary and terrifying, believe me
Sometimes I wonder, will there ever be quality for a black man in America
I doubt it