Spike Lee

[Chorus: 40XL] Still talkin' all that bullshit, stop it I think y'all really need to stop it You still talkin' to the feds, nigga stop it I think y'all niggas need to stop it You still chasing after hoes, nigga stop it I think y'all really need to stop it You still believe in what they say, nigga stop it I think you really need to stop it [Verse 1: 40XL] I need every penny, nickel, my semi pistol in line with Any conman tryna rob him with a fine print They say that my content's just for convicts To make you think you free while they trapping young niggas conscience I know they still wanna nitpick progress Get mad at us, then wanna nitpick pockets Haters from miles away, now them sirens is on Swear they hate it when you black and got your confidence on See me backpacking a Mac and make it black in the room With all suits, while you on your back in the room That's a wake, hope you woke, stop acting a fool When the niggas wave is stronger than the flag on the moon I ain't fully healed, it's just scabs on the wound If assumptions get you fucked, then it's bad to assume My path, while knowing my past as a goon If I'm mad, then I grab the mag, light this gas and I boom .40, homie, yeah I know them hoes know me My lotus flower bomb, watch her throw a rose on me I beat it for an hour, then she cook me ronzoni The way I'm balling out, they thinkin' cold ghost on me Rather liquor shots than to spiral in one Way out in the hick town where my vitals is done And I'm an unarmed man, why you cockin' your gun Another black man shot in the sun [Chorus: 40XL] You need to stop it, stop it That bullshit, nigga, stop it I think you really need to stop it You still talkin' to the feds, nigga, stop it, stop it I think you really need to stop it You still chasin' after hoes, nigga, stop it, stop it I think you really need to stop [Interlude] Don't insult my intelligence like you don't get the relevance You about to tell again on my melanin, stop it [Verse 2: Jadakiss] See, I'm only telling you this is how I feel The color of your skin or a hoodie can get you killed Think first before you thirst to keep it real Because racism ain't getting worse, it's getting filmed We climb mountains already, what is another hill They fuck us over, then sign off on another bill If we don't stick together, then we can ride and kneel When the cops kill a nigga, they quick to get an appeal When they get arrested, we get excited But they don't ever get indicted, they just try to hide it That's it, we just gotta fight it [Verse 3: The Game] Turn me up a little bit Black lives matter unless it's a fake nigga State to state, swap cars and switch plates In the rear view, like I see cop cars in both lanes Opps shady like the Dior frames, yeah Buck in the air, Tom Brady in the clip Leave him dripping too hard, Gunna and baby in his bitch All black beamers coming through like Katrina Fuck a nigga crib up, tell him to call FEMA Compton niggas in arms, nothing come between us We fill funeral homes like they arenas My alibi, I was finger fucking a nina Watchin' Netflix with my ex-chick from Pasadena Gina, fucked her and her twin named Tina Pussy was twins too, bomb like Hiroshima Got it on tape, yeah, you hear him screamin' Walkin' out the precinct, Spike Lee demeanor [Chorus: 40XL] Still talkin' all that bullshit, stop it I think y'all really need to stop it You still talkin' to the feds, nigga, stop it I think y'all niggas need to stop it You still chasin' after hoes, nigga, stop it I think y'all really need to stop it You still believin' what they say, nigga, stop it I think you really need to stop it