[Intro] A seventeen yearold boy, who had Skittles in his pocket, was shot and killed I believe the cops are racist I had no intention about fighting my way out... [Verse 1 Professor Griff] From the pages of the Cress Theory, I know you hear me If you out there, listen up, yeah, I know you feel me Do I look suspicious on this track, with the black In it, black hoodie, consciousness, and black fact Yo, a young kid was shot, is the cry we heard Like Emmett Till, it was tears and hearts felt No arrest warrant, no weapons found One eyewitness, yeah, black body down I can hear it now, its the same old racist shit Thought he had a gun, thats the same old racist shit Confessions of a triggerhappy hitman Murderous, homicidal nature, the racist plan Burying black boys, the bloodthirsty hunger games The face of race is white, yeah, they got no shame Stand Your Ground, they legalize lynch laws Touch another black kid, yeah, you touch us all [Hook Chuck D, Professor Griff] Some of those children are small Little kids hopin up beyond sixteen Beyond Trayvon He lives in a song Some of those children are small Little kids hopin up beyond sixteen Beyond Trayvon He lives in a song [Verse 2 Khalilwho] I get feared looks, but I live round here My house right next to yours, but I still get stares In a world of wrongness and fights for the strongest Whats the innocent to do when the fight gets brought, kid? No way youre that scared of my hoodie People everywhere getting snared over hoodies Seen a couple pairs get aired over hoodies But they dont care, my skins bared over hoodies [Verse 3 Rahmega] Its time to stand up and just fight for what you believe in I dont call it violence, I just call it selfdefense Call it black intelligence brought to by the people You just in it to get it, Im in it to make a change In it to change the game, in it to rearrange Modern day lynching, all that leave us is pain Knowledge is power, all I give you is brains, you see Its money, power, respect all seems the same, ah [Hook Chuck D, Professor Griff] Some of those children are small Little kids hopin up beyond sixteen Beyond Trayvon He lives in a song Some of those children are small Little kids hopin up beyond sixteen Beyond Trayvon He lives in a song [Verse 4 Jamal Malik aka Young Junior] This world is so chaotic, all I witness is violence Watching my brothers die and their sons grow with no guidance The truths what Im providing to all those whove been blinded Being sold this equality bullshit I aint buying Im so sick and tired of being profiled and instantly Watched close suspiciously because of my ethnicity Ya so stereotypical, its despicable And every black male in a hoodie isnt a criminal [Verse 5 Goonie B] This is everyday life where Im from, it goes on But I swear it cannot go beyond Trayvon Because Im wearing a hoodie I gotta get shot or stopped by the cops Its not just in Florida, its out in Farrock People really expect us to act civil? Right We got a Black president and still fighting for civil rights We need to come together and unite Because its time to fight the power So put your fists up in the sky [Hook Chuck D, Professor Griff] Some of those children are small Little kids hopin up beyond sixteen Beyond Trayvon He lives in a song Some of those children are small Little kids hopin up beyond sixteen Beyond Trayvon He lives in a song Save our sons and daughters Beyond Trayvon [Verse 6 Chuck D] Freed the ass, the mind followed With raps that killed tomorrow I cant support it, fought it But somebody bought it, community caught it Yeah, but yo government taught it And all you heard of Violence, hard drugs, sex, and murder songs Never hated artists who kept making em Strong against the wrong, whats been created But look, many neighborhoods are still devastated I say it flows overrated, shows underrated I hate it when its degraded and downgraded Spittin copywritten to music Some of yall grew up to use it People dont dance to it and just abuse it Yall say that when I say this Injustice still goes on, beyond Trayvon Thank you NME Sun for this word to the young You the future, save our daughters and sons [Hook Chuck D, Professor Griff] Some of those children are small Little kids hopin up beyond sixteen Beyond Trayvon He lives in a song Some of those children are small Little kids hopin up beyond sixteen Beyond Trayvon He lives in a song [Outro] We are now the most degraded people on this planet...
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