bluu ft. Bryson Garrett, Trevone & SHiKi Lyrics

One pill

Two pill

Red pill

Blue pill

Black face

Blue gun

Old story

New Sun

In these hands I have two pills

You take the blue one and my story ends here

With you waking up tomorrow believing whatever it is

You want to believe

Believe that I disobeyed

Believe that I was a danger

Believe that I was a threat to their lives and to yours

Believe them when they say that the dash cam timed out

And they truly lost the evidence

Believe them when they say

One pill, two pill

Red pill, blue pill

Noo

This black pain too real

Still surviving fuck how you feel

Noo

We been surviving in this world

We been surviving

Black boys out dying in this world

But pressure make us diamonds

Pressure make us diamonds

That I was already apprehended with three broken ribs

Holding me up straight

Niagara Falls' bloody sister on my tongue

And a crushed spirit keeping me alive

Ignore my mother when she cries demanding justice for her son

Her first born child

Her baby boy

Ignore my friends when they try to tell you what potential I had to change the world

Ignore the witnesses when they try to explain what really happened that day

Instead

Listen to the media

Pay very close attention to how they justify my death by citing a traffic violation

Let them persuade you not to empathize with my lifeless body by letting you hear these poems

Listen to those who will say

If you go and lay me down

Won’t you tell my story?

Black boy trynna make it out

And get everything for me

If you go and lay me down

Won’t you tell my story?

Black boy trynna make it out

Like the ones before me

That I was just another statistic

A new number on an endless list of complaints

Listen to those who will say

That racism and stereotypes died after the Civil Rights Movement

Listen to those who will say

That my friends, my family

My people are over-exaggerating

That the only problem in America today is our inability to simply move on