The world is turning but I'm feeling like I need a minute
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
God, the world became my enemy
Man it started back in elementary
Bullied for anything, honestly
Ratchets laid into me
There I would learn, all that matters' the remedy
Stick it to em
Rid em of any energy
Fill em with infamy
Strip their identity
Use it to strengthen my enmity
And it don't matter if maybe they kin to me, nigga
Now in reality
Race is related
They hating cuz we have a difference in faces
All of this coloring they couldn't take it
They angry, but aye b, I'm sick of displacement
What I hate worse, when it comes to a racist
Gentrifiers or the KKKsman
People that'll kill you for the way you walking
Or the people that'll claim they landscaping
I grew up in DC surrounded by people that's looking like me
Maybe they're darker, but now all I see
Is a sea of no longer my city
It's people who lacking in seasoning
But that don't bother me
What I be hating is where all my people go
Had to get out, could no longer afford their homes
Even though they were living there since 94
And they wonder why there's ghettos
And my people in the struggle and we fighting all amongst ourselves
Cuz survival of the fittest and they wanna write a stat
But don't care that we needing help
And that's crazy to me when we talking bout these other countries
When our own country got children living in poverty
And the government arguing bout foreign policy
The world is turning but I'm feeling like I need a minute
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
All them living
Like they never heard bout them problems giving
All because of skin
I hate the world we live in
Keep it turning
They don't want me talking on a Sandra Bland
Or Zimmerman still living
While their favorites rapping on the Gram
Talking bout they turning up
When coppers killing niggas dead
And do it on a body cam and no seems to give a damn
While somebody taking all our kids
And no one found em yet
And Betty in a hoodie calling bacon just for being black
Anchorwoman laughing talking bout the homie Nipsey's death
And principals not letting brown kids get their respect
After becoming the valedictorian
See we succeed and they hate when we going in
How you gon flip that we getting black movies
From Jordan Peele that ain't bout thugging or slavery
Seeing some kid for the prom make a race thing
Making me wanna while out in a bakery
While all this wonder bread stare at me anyway
Might as well give em a show, get em taping me
What about kids that are white getting hype
When they rap, like it triggers you, right?
When some children of color do it and it's like
They expecting it, so not impressed with the type
And I'm like, what a joke when they dancing or wearing their hair out
And put it in braids or they lock it, comparing how
All of society looks at, glaring, now
Talking bout ghetto, but no hate on the fairer child
The world is turning but I'm feeling like I need a minute
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
All them living
Like they never heard bout them problems giving
All because of skin
I hate the world we live in
Keep it turning
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The world is turning but I'm feeling like I need a minute
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
God, the world became my enemy
Man it started back in elementary
Bullied for anything, honestly
Ratchets laid into me
There I would learn, all that matters' the remedy
Stick it to em
Rid em of any energy
Fill em with infamy
Strip their identity
Use it to strengthen my enmity
And it don't matter if maybe they kin to me, nigga
Now in reality
Race is related
They hating cuz we have a difference in faces
All of this coloring they couldn't take it
They angry, but aye b, I'm sick of displacement
What I hate worse, when it comes to a racist
Gentrifiers or the KKKsman
People that'll kill you for the way you walking
Or the people that'll claim they landscaping
I grew up in DC surrounded by people that's looking like me
Maybe they're darker, but now all I see
Is a sea of no longer my city
It's people who lacking in seasoning
But that don't bother me
What I be hating is where all my people go
Had to get out, could no longer afford their homes
Even though they were living there since 94
And they wonder why there's ghettos
And my people in the struggle and we fighting all amongst ourselves
Cuz survival of the fittest and they wanna write a stat
But don't care that we needing help
And that's crazy to me when we talking bout these other countries
When our own country got children living in poverty
And the government arguing bout foreign policy
The world is turning but I'm feeling like I need a minute
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
All them living
Like they never heard bout them problems giving
All because of skin
I hate the world we live in
Keep it turning
They don't want me talking on a Sandra Bland
Or Zimmerman still living
While their favorites rapping on the Gram
Talking bout they turning up
When coppers killing niggas dead
And do it on a body cam and no seems to give a damn
While somebody taking all our kids
And no one found em yet
And Betty in a hoodie calling bacon just for being black
Anchorwoman laughing talking bout the homie Nipsey's death
And principals not letting brown kids get their respect
After becoming the valedictorian
See we succeed and they hate when we going in
How you gon flip that we getting black movies
From Jordan Peele that ain't bout thugging or slavery
Seeing some kid for the prom make a race thing
Making me wanna while out in a bakery
While all this wonder bread stare at me anyway
Might as well give em a show, get em taping me
What about kids that are white getting hype
When they rap, like it triggers you, right?
When some children of color do it and it's like
They expecting it, so not impressed with the type
And I'm like, what a joke when they dancing or wearing their hair out
And put it in braids or they lock it, comparing how
All of society looks at, glaring, now
Talking bout ghetto, but no hate on the fairer child
The world is turning but I'm feeling like I need a minute
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
All them living
Like they never heard bout them problems giving
All because of skin
I hate the world we live in
Keep it turning
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
God, the world became my enemy
Man it started back in elementary
Bullied for anything, honestly
Ratchets laid into me
There I would learn, all that matters' the remedy
Stick it to em
Rid em of any energy
Fill em with infamy
Strip their identity
Use it to strengthen my enmity
And it don't matter if maybe they kin to me, nigga
Now in reality
Race is related
They hating cuz we have a difference in faces
All of this coloring they couldn't take it
They angry, but aye b, I'm sick of displacement
What I hate worse, when it comes to a racist
Gentrifiers or the KKKsman
People that'll kill you for the way you walking
Or the people that'll claim they landscaping
I grew up in DC surrounded by people that's looking like me
Maybe they're darker, but now all I see
Is a sea of no longer my city
It's people who lacking in seasoning
But that don't bother me
What I be hating is where all my people go
Had to get out, could no longer afford their homes
Even though they were living there since 94
And they wonder why there's ghettos
And my people in the struggle and we fighting all amongst ourselves
Cuz survival of the fittest and they wanna write a stat
But don't care that we needing help
And that's crazy to me when we talking bout these other countries
When our own country got children living in poverty
And the government arguing bout foreign policy
The world is turning but I'm feeling like I need a minute
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
All them living
Like they never heard bout them problems giving
All because of skin
I hate the world we live in
Keep it turning
They don't want me talking on a Sandra Bland
Or Zimmerman still living
While their favorites rapping on the Gram
Talking bout they turning up
When coppers killing niggas dead
And do it on a body cam and no seems to give a damn
While somebody taking all our kids
And no one found em yet
And Betty in a hoodie calling bacon just for being black
Anchorwoman laughing talking bout the homie Nipsey's death
And principals not letting brown kids get their respect
After becoming the valedictorian
See we succeed and they hate when we going in
How you gon flip that we getting black movies
From Jordan Peele that ain't bout thugging or slavery
Seeing some kid for the prom make a race thing
Making me wanna while out in a bakery
While all this wonder bread stare at me anyway
Might as well give em a show, get em taping me
What about kids that are white getting hype
When they rap, like it triggers you, right?
When some children of color do it and it's like
They expecting it, so not impressed with the type
And I'm like, what a joke when they dancing or wearing their hair out
And put it in braids or they lock it, comparing how
All of society looks at, glaring, now
Talking bout ghetto, but no hate on the fairer child
The world is turning but I'm feeling like I need a minute
They wanna keep on moving but I feel I'm at my limit
The world around me still don't like me all because my pigment
All that happened, want me over it
But I won't be complicit
No forgiveness
None is in my spirit
Thought is so illicit
I'm so sick of all this
Garbage got me trippin
Never caught me slippin
All them living
Like they never heard bout them problems giving
All because of skin
I hate the world we live in
Keep it turning
Writer: Stephen Dorsey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid