Untouchable

Hands up, officer don't shoot Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot We may never understand each other, it's no use We ain't ever gonna grasp what each other goes through

Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you Pull up on the side of you Window rolled down, profile Then we wonder why we see this side of you Probably comin' from the dope house We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do? I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin' No matter how many lives you ruin It's for the red, white and blue Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two No one's ever indicted you Why? 'Cause you're a...

White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar (My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live) White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve) White boy, white boy, you're untouchable (The world's coming to an end, I don't even care) Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a big rockstar

Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over, man Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that Balderdash, where'd you get the chip on your shoulder at? Why you kicking that soda can? Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll up and Throw your ass in the van cuffed You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands And put our minds more at ease Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities That's what we call 'em pigsties for They're like eyesores to police Talk to you like just a piece of trash Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in To the '60s, having black skin is risky 'Cause this keeps happening Throughout history African-Americans have been treated like shit And I admit There have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a...