Trigga Witta Heart lyrics

[Verse: Vince Staples]
Rap ain't never did sh*t for a n*gga with no options
You want some positivity go listen to some Common
I'm here to bring you knowledge that they left out at your college
Where you paid a hundred thousand, just to fall behind anyway
All in the white man's plan to just assimilate the n*ggas
If they stopped they business, let the monkeys intergrate
Abraham Lincoln never kept none of my n*ggas safe
Only gave them prison dates and Church's Chicken dinner plates
Columbus is beloved, when the f*ck will Malcolm get a day?
Probably never, try to hide the truth, but they hardly clever
Only show the youth house n*ggas wearing Cosby sweaters
Wisdom scripted in the prison letter's that my father sent us
Waiting for Armageddon, still slangin' that Arm & Hammer
Use them cops as target practice, they owe us a couple L's
How we gon' know the future when we barely know ourselves?
It ain't hard to tell the n*gga's got it hard as hell

[Pac Sample]
When I say Thug Life, I mean that sh*t
Cause these white folks see us as thugs
I don't care what ya'll think
I don't care if you think a lawyer, If you a man, If you an african-american
If you whatever the f*ck you think you are
We thugs and n*ggas to these motherf*ckers
You know
And until we on some sh*t
I'mma call it like it is
How you going to be a man and we starving? You know?
And we walk down and 5 different houses and not a man in either one of them motherf*ckers?
How we going to be a man?
How we gonna be African-Americans and we--