Close enough never good enough (Good enough)
We pressured diamonds found in the rough
Doing twice as much to level up (Level up)Black man been a rebel, yep (Yep)
We ain′t never gave a single fuck
Black boys in them Bentley trucks
Middle fingers up
Peace like Martin but we more Malcolm in the Middle
Feeling stuck like damn bro (Damn yo)
How we gon' get them kids out the quicksand (Sand yo)
We got a lot of real shit on our hands
From our fams. to our lovers, damn
Feel like Diddy just tryna make a band
And a super jam for the club too (Club too)
I lean back so all my niggas can follow through (Follow Through)
You get the clue?
We like Will Smith when she hit that switch on you Hitch (Woah)
Fuck that bullshit we ′bout our shit nigga, un
And we got a lot going on (Yeah)
We put that on a goddamn song
We Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
No race war before it was Charles Manson, un un
We Fred Hampton
Now everybody know exact what we chanting
We Fred Hampton
Un un un
Ask my niece we never trust police (We never trust 'em)
They look at us just like we wildebeest (Wildebeest, shit)
Out in the street but we above the streets (Above the streets)
Preach
Remove a piece we increase, we doubling up just like we siamese (Siamese)
Ain't got no trigger you don′t need a trigger
These niggas triggered, viewing us as niggas
All this chalk up on the ground for tracing body figures
I cried the first time I saw Emmett Till′s body dismembered
Remember?
It's the C-H
R-I-S, B-E-R-R
Y they tryna shoot us down?
Cuz we Stars
Drive Around black pull us out our cars
Chokehold press put us behind bars
If this world were mine the world would be ours
No scars, Miami night cigars
Forever God bless the best cuz we god (We gods)
Understand, We Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
Now everybody know exact what we chanting, un
Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
Fred Hampton
No race war before it was Charles Manson, un un
We Fred Hampton
Now everybody know exact what we chanting
We Fred Hampton
Un un un
