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I made you a living when (uh-huh) When I was free (when I was free) I made you a living when (uh-huh) When I was free (when I was free) Everything's a party scene When ya' young wild and free Caggage like dinner greens Now we know what winning means And they just wanna hang us up in distant trees While we roll Fanta wraps 'round smoking leaves Folk raps and soulful leads High notes and poetry Concrete jungle Even they gravel you can grow a seed Paid my local fees Now it's time to own a deed Raised in neighborhoods with no dreams Only feins Change the neighborhood With no loans, only cheese Let our own people Go patrol the streets No lynch mobs for quick jogs No heart drops when 12 drift by We are not our ancestors, nigga We been in a pandemic, nigga They puzzled by the bigger picture Yeah, we the young Black Malitia Now bounce that ass, quick twerk sum I'ma throw cash, quick twerk sum Now bounce that ass, quick twerk sum And shake that ass like it's worth sum I really try to see it from the opposite side Black man dead, white cop is alive No crime committed at the time he arrived The cell phones caught it but the body cam died It start with what you believe in Then they influence what you eating Where that fried chicken extra seasoned And them niggas mad, they extra eager Black on black a kill ya' too, huh That's the new way we ringing noose now I be watching, don't think you two hot A few shots cruiser and now you 2Pac We are not our ancestors, nigga We been in a pandemic, nigga They puzzled by the bigger picture Yeah, we the young Black Malitia Now bounce that ass, quick twerk sum I'ma throw cash, quick twerk sum Now bounce that ass, quick twerk sum And shake that ass like it's worth sum No surprise, no explanation How united you really think the States is Shit, let's try sum it up in a statement So colonist come to a land with natives Befriended the tribe so they could learn how to stay here Then kill them off and they called that shit Thanksgive Some time later they brought the slaves in Raped all of the women in front of chain men Striped from their true name and tried to renamed them Than told 'em bout a white man who can save them Blue eyes, blond hair, that's arrangements Damn, that ain't Jesus, nigga, that's Satan Skin of bronze, hair of wool, no relation Child, you better stop with all that fussing that you making This the new generation and we ain't on no slave shit We are not our ancestors, nigga We been in a pandemic nigga They puzzled by the bigger picture Yeah, we the young Black Malitia We are not our ancestors, nigga We been in a pandemic nigga They puzzled by the bigger picture Yeah, we the young Black Malitia Now bounce that ass, quick twerk sum I'ma throw cash, quick twerk sum Now bounce that ass, quick twerk sum And shake that ass like it's worth sum