Pain In My Life, Pt. 2 (On God) - Saigon, Marsha Ambrosius

We ain’t having this shit no more

It’s time we fight back, man

It’s too much pain, man

We done been through too much

We’re tired of burying our babies, man

Look what they doing to us, man

It’s them killing us and we killing us

We don’t stand a chance, man

We gotta get saved from all of this

Lord please

We riot because we got tired of being quiet

Straight up

Point Blank

Save me, I don’t wanna die tonight

Don’t let my life be in vein, all the pain I feel

Get your knees off of necks, I’m begging please no

On God

I don’t like what I’m seeing

That’s actually 'cause I love it

All this time you was saying there wasn’t

There was money for schools in y’all budget?

Our stimulus is 12 hunnid?

After all the pain that we suffered?

You can keep the check bro, it’s disrespectful

And you know exactly where you can shove it (In ya ass)

I don’t like what I’m seeing

And that’s actually 'cause I love it

For the first time in my lifetime

I can say that I’m actually proud of my public

Them crooked coppers got cousins

It’s the prosecutors and the judges

No, they won’t choke us on the side of the road

But they’ll lock our ass up for nothing, fact

You see all that smoke, my nigga?

I love it

Now I ain’t never protest and burn some shit down

But if you did, my nigga, how was it?

'Cause them streets of New York were flooded

Chi Town to LA was flooded

This a preparation for reparations

A couple of buses won’t cut it

I don’t like what I’m seeing

'Cause I love the change that I’m witnessing

When you changed lanes from your anguishing

And that pain thing becomes discipline

When the gang bangers are the same danger

That and the Christians is

We realized that we all the same

What separates us is ignorance

Look, I don’t like what I’m seeing

No it’s actually 'cause I love it

You put your knee on my neck again

And the whole fucking world start buggin'

I don’t like what I’m seeing

That’s actually 'cause I love it

Now put your knee on my neck again

And watch the whole fucking world start buggin'

Save me, I don’t wanna die tonight

Don’t let my life be in vein, all the pain I feel

Get your knees off of necks, I’m begging please no

On God

But it’s normal to us now

We immune to the gun sound

Howl at the moon when the sun' down

Shorty wanna run around with a gang

Until a bullet hit his brain and it shut down

Wow, I’ma give you the rundown

Now, you a crip you a bloodhound?

Now, if you would stand up, nigga, you would man up

Put your hands up, put the gun down, clown

Let’s play a game of truth or dare if you' sincere

I dare you to tell 'em the truth

I dare you to make the youth aware

Tell 'em what rhyme with gang, gang

Nigga, bang, bang

And weather you pullin' or taking a bullet

This shit is the same thing

Unfortunate that by the will of our law

We only made it this far to notice how not far that we are

(Dear God) By the will of our law

We only made it this far to notice how not far that we are

Rest in peace, George Floyd

My condolences to the whole family

Sharon, Andrew, I love you

My family, that’s family right there

Ren, what up?

Will, what up?

Angela, aight, the Floyds that’s family, good, ya heard?

North Carolina shit

Uh huh