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jordy mankoto - black economics lyrics

(verse 1)
n+gga!
this is black economics
was never taught in school but somehow we got it
used to sell sweets in school, h+lla profits
when i was going church with my mum, h+lla prophets
when you was 5, you was watching wallace & gromit
when i was 5, i was listening to the chronic
you chose your path and i chose mine
my ex girl still attached, but i got rid of my soul ties
i’m super lit, i’m not far from amazing
i’m spiritual but i’m far from a mason
happy family, everywhere we went they knew us
dad left as we grew up, i guess he was a screw up
before i watched roots when i heard n+gga, i said who, us?
relied on a system, for that system to screw us
call yourself a man but can’t take responsibility
no assets cos you spend on liabilities
mums confused to how my brothers autistic
tears drop looking up like, god can you fix this?
my minds conflicted, my heart was twisted
not love, it was l+st that got me addicted
came from a black woman, raised by a black woman
lived with a black woman, disrespect black women?
can never do that, they’ve been through enough
in a system that’s built to keep minorities stuck
i can tell, priti patel was raised up well
but she don’t know n+ggas like us was raised in h+ll
they couldn’t free man, so we fought for our freedom
still a threat so they gave us more guns like freeman
no one knows how you feel inside
then its a surprise when you commit suicide
i reckon, could i ever be a legend?
hope i’m recognized before i lose my life in a second
(chorus)

many wanna come and take my life
so much pain, you can see it thru my eyes
wait until i get my money my right
only telling lies, never testify
many wanna come and take my life
so much pain, you can see it thru my eyes
wait until i get my money my right
only telling lies, never testify

(verse 2)
slaves in chains, we went from humans to livestock’s
now we oppress the oppressor when we buy stocks
regardless, my oppressor thinks that i’m a b+st+rd
from slave ships to owning our masters
treat knowledge like a dutchie, all i did was pass it
cos all this money won’t follow me back to my casket
i sat back and watched them man copy my style
treat em like junior, slap em like i’m michael kyle
every time i tried to reach out, they always ignored
the only time they’ll reach out is when i’ll be dead in a morgue
fake tears at your funeral, yeah… you know the usual
the ones you thought were your friends were really just using you
so much goes on in the hood, i could write up a list
use to fight with our fists, now we shoot and don’t miss
sometimes i play nipsey and think about life
i live according to christ, cos he paid up the price
i’m still the same, like mum and dad backwards
my intellect and blackness is what she finds attractive
don’t compare me to these rappers and these actors
bunch of coons that these labels manufactured
you didn’t clock? they were quiet when wiley got blocked
but got loud when they rapped about k!lling their opps
don’t cry on the day i get assassinated
just make sure my life gets celebrated
(chorus)

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