King Lawson - Xola's Theme (Intro) Lyrics

I can't be a pessimist because I'm alive
To be a pessimist means that you have agreed that Human life is an academic matter So I'm forced to be an optimist
I'm forced to believe that we can survive whatever we must survive
But the future of the Negro in this country is precisely as bright
Or as dark as the future of the country
It is entirely up to the American people and our representatives
It is entirely up to the American people whether of not they are going
To face and deal with and embrace the stranger whom they maligned so long
What white people have to do is to try to find out in their own
Hearts why it was necessary to have a nigger in the first place
Because I'm not nigger I'm a man
But if you think I'm a nigger means you need him
That's the question have got to ask yourself
The white population has got to ask itself north and south
Because it's one country for a negro there's no difference
Between the north and south there's just a difference in the way they castrate you
But the fact of the castration is the American fact
If I'm not a nigger here and you the white people invented him
They you've got to find out why

Xola you a queen don't let them tell you different
Daddy got teach you how to get money and start a business
Cause ignorance ain't bliss
Your penmanship ain't this been hot since niggas wore K-Swiss
About time I bring my talent to the masses
Niggas still stuck on blackberry molasses
These days it's who can do the dumbest shit the fastest to get clout
Or people just ass kiss
I don't trust a person as far as I can throw a person
If the cops come my nigga I don't know that person
Blessings on Blessings I think my karma workin
On my own wave I feel like Obama surfin
Looking presidential, suicide doors on the Lincoln Continental
Therapist with a pencil terrorist reign torrential
No weapon shall prosper formed against you
Yo! Donald Trump what's the issue
It's like we all got shit on our brain tissue
And it hurts when you know that your country just ain't with you
Black Lives Matter Black Lives Matter
No rap here just want you to know Black Lives Matter
F*ck a miracle we need hard work
F*ck them women and them drugs keep the family and God 1st
See the news and my eyes hurt
Now my friend is on my shirt
Niggas switch up like Sprint from Verizon
I'm on cloud 9 I'm pissing on the horizon
They want me to sell my soul and be demonic
But them secrets ain't tax exempt so I declined it
Get money cash rules everything around me
And I always had flavor stylist you can't style me
I'm the best I'm surer than Al B
The supermarket lit bitch clean up aisle 3
Immigrants trying to ban immigrants
They don't want you to up your pay but wanna up your rent
White supremacy is what we up against
The judge is a weapon of the governments
1 Time for my people non-violent locked down
2 Times for my people unarmed shot down
3 Times for my niggas buying back the block now
Feeling like Kayne all I do is pop style