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White Privilege

Burden

Hip-Hop/Rap

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I'm 'bout to stir up the pot I'ma talk about what they don't want me to say This division of race is a spit, in the came Of America, look at how far we done came Oh, what a shame How does the media fill us, with hate? How do you feel like it's racist For someone to say that they're keepin' America great? Now, let's talk about this white privilege I'll make it clear, so that y'all get this I ain't never had an opportunity in life That was given, based what the tone of my skin is You ain't oppressed Look at what year it is There ain't no talking to you You ain't hearing this He's just a cracker, who walks around, talking his shit He's politically wrong, and he's arrogant, right? Fist in the air, black pride, that's great! But, if I do the same for my race, thats hate "He can do what he wants", is what a lot of you say But if I play with the police, I'ma Have a bad day (I'ma have a bad day) So, you must be high Done already told you, I don't wanna die Who said it was better? They told you a lie You think that my color gon' help me survive? I don't despise my hair and my eyes My heritage made me as handsome as I Don't make me no better, no worse, than no other person Just saying, I'm happily white (That cool?) Plus, we the same, lemme explain Work the same jobs, and get the same pay Want to pass school, had to get the same grades If you make the same choices, you get the same places Lemme speak! (White privilege, white privilege) I work hard, for what you see! I was taught, ain't nothing free! If someone got it, it ain't me! (White privilege, white privilege) Let's talk about this white privilege Let's talk about this white privilege Don't exist! God as my witness It's easy to see You think, I don't get it, 'cause I don't agree Like, I didn't make it up out of the street With nowhere to sleep, and nothin' to eat Everything that we do, by choice Your racist movement, ain't mutin' my voice My life been hell, as far as I can tell The idea of white privilege, been destroyed (yeah, yeah, yeah) Where is the card, they say I can pull Kicked outta school, for bein' too cool I went to jail, and I didn't get bail I wanted to rent, I'm a felon, I can't So where is all the inequality at? I applied for jobs, they ain't callin' me, yet My eyes are green, and my skin is white? Maybe they've been busy, yeah, that's gotta be it (that's gotta be it) You probably believe it Now you gotta get even Even though, I ain't seen it That ain't the way that I'm treated Tellin' me, you got expectations Of me payin' you reparations Well, I'm the voice of a million people Feel the same, exact way, afraid to say this (that ain't right, right) I'm 'bout to stir up the pot I'ma talk about what they don't want me to say This division of race is a spit, in the came Of America, look at how far we done came Oh, what a shame How does the media fill us, with hate? How do you feel like it's racist For someone to say that they're keepin' America great? Lemme speak! White privilege, white privilege I work hard for what you see! I was taught, ain't nothing free! If someone got it, it ain't me! (White privilege, white privilege) Let's talk about this white privilege Let's talk about this white privilege Don't exist! God as my witness!
Writer(s): Kenneth Bartels, Joshua Bailey Petruccio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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