Young Monsters Letras

[verse 1]
Dear Mama, please pray for my soul
I've seen a lot of young black bodies on these roads
I've seen a lot of cops push shots and reload
Now another nigga trying to survive the police code
Now, I'm in--beast mode

[verse 2]
My lady thinks it's paranoia
I'm sorta Clairvoyant
Researching like, every lawyer
This is for my daughter
Nieces, nephews, and martyrs

I ain't standing for no flag
So mother-fuck a badge

[verse 3]
We say black lives matter they say every life does
But on police scanners they only describe us
This shit about to blow likе napalm does
My son is almost the age that Trеvon was

Motherfucker

{AFRO}
[verse 4]
Were Fro known as speak, be a masterpiece
These cold streets, with those dope fiends and ashy knees
The death, the drugs, the sex, the cars, and the money
Instead of the above: its death, it's hard, and it's ugly
The bed, from guns, the feds that start when your bloody

[verse 5]
Red rum is what you feel in the heart of a youngin'
I'm a book smart kid and not a gun cocker
They tryin to put me in a lineup like a young monster
But dont know, I do my own thing, I'm a scholar

[verse 6]
These police, roll so deep, they evil grinnin'
I don't sleep cause I know they don't want to see me winnin'
They slow creep to my residence, where I lay my head in
They say that I'm a suspect, that there a bare of resemblance
That fit the description that the victim was tellin' em
That every givin' time, I'm down to break the shackles
I'm feelin like it's vengeance and I'm about to shake the gravel

[Outtro]