[Intro] Nobody say the sixteens cant be deep, right? [Hook]2x Burning tree under the learning tree Watching the words come to me [Verse 1] I heard words is often in black and white But if I have learned anything in life is that aint right And I might have the mind of a child And the eyes of a blind man all in my style Thinking they aint judged me by my skin Before the green backpack and smile Damn, cause I was raised black and proud I, too sing America, sang that shit loud Didnt see colors of ignorance until my own crowd Was down with bangin a crew since 98 and who Ever making the kick, we come through And rob the place, then outlines get traced Black bodies and white chalk and none of it was for hate Just green means more than anything these days Infabeams will gleam when people scheme To bring down anything with wings Crash it into a building and think about what it means Cause ignorance is bliss and everything aint what it seems
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