LET IT BE Lyrics

Everybody wants to be black

But don't wants to be a nigga

Malcom X finger on the trigger

That's how I felt when ma Dropped me at babysitters

White folks would never Understand the term privileged

Let's just pray for love

This our new religion

We gone cool it down

Start up a new edition

I been thinking of

More like I'm reminiscing

For all the ties that I had

When I dodged penitentiaries

Thanking god for this chance

That I can get this feeling

Now I'm up my possibilities

Are never ending

Got the bag up

Checks go to all my children

And we next up

Throwing money at the ceiling

And we winning

I play the game to win

And I'm winning

Oh yeah

Yeah we winning Charlie Sheen on em cuz we winning