Family Tree

[Intro]

Faster, faster

I's tired of this plantation

Faster

I's tired of pickin' this cotton

Faster

[Verse 1]

What you say, massa?

I'm doin' my best, can't go no faster

Ol' pussy ass cracker

(What?) Huh? Nah, I ain't say nothin', massa

I'ma be the best cotton picker

Eatin' dough, I ain't gettin' paid a dollar, Mister (Nah)

Dusty ass born in this cot I live in

Old ass clothes, not a pot to piss in (Shit)

I'ma be the best field nigga (Best)

I ain't trippin' at you auctionin' off my lil' sister (Uh)

Beatin' my back with the rubber whip, massa

The same old massa that got my uncle killed (Damn)

I pull your horse to your brother's crib

Sad, I used the same rope they hung him with (Shit)

And I ain't never papa

My mama said he tried to run and you shot him

Why I gotta eat these chitlins, dude?

I's black, massa, I like chicken too (I like chicken)

I'm gettin' sick of the ridicule

Sick of frontin' like you rapin' all our women is cool (I'm sick)

And a fuck a Negro spiritual

Fuck a slave ship (Fuck), fuck a whip (Fuck), fuck livin' (Fuck), you

Mad when I do shit (Yeah), spaz for amusement (Yeah)

Laugh when abused (Yeah) like my ass ain't human (Uh)

But that's a'ight, G

'Cause one day you see, I's gon' be free (Yeah)

Whether it be in Heaven when I see the Maker

Or have your daughter force me some freedom papers

If I wasn't scared, I'd go

But I don't want my neck inside a rope

Nah, I'm just sittin' here dreamin'

Like where the fuck is Harriet Tubman when I need her?

[Interlude]

I can't take this shit no more

I's tired of massa

I's tired of doin' this damn work

I's got to get up outta here

I's gots to go

I'm out this bitch

Oh

[Verse 2]

When the night fall, I swear I'm outta here (Yeah)

Even though I've been sayin' this for about a year (But)

But I'm outta tears and mama feel that the robbers will catch me

I'd rather get caught killed then dyin' here

Provided meals is trash and they dividin' pills daily, man

Fuck it, I'm 'bout to peel without a care (Gone)

I hit the woods blazin' (Yeah), long sprint ahead (Yeah)

Another man on the run like the gingerbread (Brain)

I'm fleein' north and that part is where you see the star

I used to sing on the yard, follow the drinkin' guard

Shh, don't make a sound, y'all (Shh)

I'm on the run and could be hanged if I'm found, y'all (Oh)

But they was cool when they gave me a place to ground off

Even gave me peppers to leave behind for the hound dogs

I'm back at it (At it), I see they comin' (Comin')

My heart racin' (Racin'), proceed runnin' (Zoom)

Runnin', and I ain't gettin' caught (Nah)

Find out my direction on the trees feelin' moss (Yeah)

Town after town (Tavern), and they ain't never seen him (Nah)

About a year and I'm yellin', "Freedom" (I's free)

I done seen the light, found a new life (Uh)

Sixty years later, eight kids and a wife (Yeah)

Then my youngest son, had himself a Junior

Who struck with revolution, runnin' with Huey Newton

Had a daughter who would later move to Houston

Representin' the name in everything that she's doin'

Then he had a son

And it was destined for the boy that he would shine like the sun (Yeah)

Then the doctor asked, "What you gon' name him?"

"We gon' call him Propain"

Yeah, and then the rest is history

[Outro]

(I present to y'all) The family tree

(Yes)