Thanks

Amen praise him for black gold
Came up from where the crack sold
Used to walk to school with the cracked soles
Saturday cartoons for my black soul
Yeah, I used to want the Jordan’s
I know mom couldn’t afford them
Said them shoes ain’t important
They ain’t gonna get you endorsements
Just another kid from the projects
Different type of fear you can’t process
Bills overdue that’s our stress
9 bodies to a three bed apartment
Rent past due and the lights off
Enough to make a grown cry y’all
Head to the sky ask why lord
This is life and I’m quite sure
Hmm… Good kid, but a hood kid
Nobody cares if you live
Born in the belly of the beast like I’m food yeah
Another lost soul with a few tears
Ain’t nobody here to console me
Mom sent me to store for the groceries
I see the police they patrolling
Think I’m not hip but I’m knowing that I could die today…
HOOK
Thanks,…thanks…thank you for waking me
Never forsaking me… I just gotta say thanks… thanks…Amen
2nd Verse
Wish a nigga would try me
But I ain’t got my ID
Cops all they wanna do is harass us
Frisk us and ask us
Call for they back up
But… without a badge would you act tough
Without a gun would you be brave
Black folks ain’t got rights these days
Act tough prolly not
Officer you can’t contain me in this parking lot
No probable cause then I’m walking out
Then I hear boy… you better watch your mouth
Hmmm that’s real cute
I know that ain’t the real you
Plus I know couple thugs that would kill you
You can bleed red but you still blue
Yeah… too true
12 act like they bullet proof
You could get hit in that uniform
Cause you still a bitch in that uniform
Now I’m…face down on the pavement
Whole life is in danger
Fast forward I’m in county with the strangers
Could’ve been another dead nigga but I’m thankful… that didn’t die today…