G#m Hands up, officer don’t shoot Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot E C#m G#m We may never understand each other, it’s no use E We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through [Verse 1] Bm Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you Bm Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you Bm Pull up on the side of you Bm Window rolled down, 'profile' Bm Then we wonder why we see this side of you Probably comin' from the dope house Bm We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum Bm On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you Bm And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true Bm Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it Bm In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you Bm Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do? I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin' No matter how many lives you ruin Bm It's for the red, white and blue Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two N.C. No one's ever indicted you Why? 'Cause you're a... [Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)] Bm White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar (My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live) Bm White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve) Bm White boy, white boy, you're untouchable (The world's coming to an end, I don't even care) Bm Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar) [Verse 2] Bm Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and Bm We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over, man Bm Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that Bm Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at? Bm Why you kicking that soda can? Bm Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll up and Throw your ass in the van cuffed Bm You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are Bm Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands Bm And put our minds more at ease Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy Bm We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine Bm Bm Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities That's what we call 'em pigsties for They're like eyesores to police Bm Talk to you like just a piece of trash Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me Cm As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions Cm As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in Cm To the sixties, having black-skin is risky Cm 'Cause this keeps happening N.C. Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit And I admit, there have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a... [Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)] Bm White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar (My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live) Bm White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve) Bm White boy, white boy, you're untouchable (The world's coming to an end, I don't even care) Bm Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar) Pt. II [Verse 3] Gm Cm Seems like the average lifespan of a white man Gm Is more than twice than a black life span Dm Gm I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner Gm I feel like checking out on life, can't escape this circumstance F Gm I'd rather hear 'em say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord Gm Ninja, now it's better disguised banter Cm But that's life, strapped 'cause we're strapped financially Cm And can't find answers Gm We're applying, but McDonald's Gm Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire Gm So how can we have higher standards? Gm As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter Gm We fight back with violence but acts like that are Gm Black eyes on the movement Gm Which makes black lives madder At cops and cops madder Cm That's why it's at a stalemate Cm Can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops Gm I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops Gm Gm The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot Call the attack dogs off of us, man Gm You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop Gm And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops, and man, stop Cm Sendin' white cops in the black neighborhoods Cm Who ain't acclimated to 'em, like that's the way to do it Gm Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns Gm And know nobody black so they act afraid of us Gm And that's racism, the fear that a black face gives 'em Gm A subconscious racist Wait, why are there black neighborhoods? Gm Gm 'Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area Gm Separated us, Section-Eight'd us Gm When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us Gm And education sucks, and every day's another Gm Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz Gm Why is it they treat us like dryer lint? Gm We just want a safe environment for our kids Gm But can’t escape the sirens Gm Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in Gm The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in Gm The lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fence Gm And we’re trapped in these racial biases That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise Every time we see a devil’s face Gm Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my Gm It's more like billy clubs and gats Gm And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause we’re black "But you kill each other, facts Gm You peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats” Gm Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse Gm While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes Gm Fuck your Republican views Gm Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots? Gm And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta read comics Gm Gm Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black You better be strapped with a derringer Gm Or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers Cm 'Cause no one oversees these cops and Cm All we see is 'em beat charges Gm We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off Gm So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings Gm Gm Just keep marchin', 'til we reach congress Gm Gm But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance If you try to slander the flag but Cm Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb Cm So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum If you don't stand for the national anthem Gm We raise it, you better praise it Gm Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield Gm Home of the brave is still racist 'ville Gm So this whole nation feels like a plantation field Gm Gm In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals That had its Natives killed Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel Gm To a piece of cloth that represents the "Land of the Free" that made people slaves to build
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