I had my pride, had a head full of doubts and my 9
Said, I'm so tired of being held down because of this pigment of mine
So I rolled into the Corner store and pulled out my blade, Sri Lanka's tears will pay for the reckless sins that he has made
Sweaty palms Beating hearts, a lifetime of choices I have made, Never said that I was righteous, never said that I was saved My only way to kill contrition is to make sure I'm getting paid Gonna pull the trigger of this gun, and hear his children say
*Now he's gone now he's gone*
Baby don't worry,
I'll be back dear,
Back where I remember,
Gotta do my time
Momma don't worry,
I ain't got fear,
I'm only bleeding,
I'll be fine
You never will be hard as me