B.o.B — Mercy Me

[Verse 1: B.o.B] Yo, I don't care who listening I find it kind of sickenin' We send billions to Israel But shit on Flint, Michigan A country, a country founded off of immigrants Now we wanna build a wall to keep out all the immigrants What, what, what, what you witnessin' Military exercises demonstrated on citizens Anti-war petitionin', drone strike incomin' Homeless vets decorate the street, can't get no income in How do you save a world that can't be saved, uh? How do you raise a child that won't behave? (Preach) Wakin' up from the lies, I feel betrayed I'm guessin' the rabbit hole we dug was actually just a grave Skeletons in the closet they fossilized Niggas want the truth sugar coated and caramelized Life is like a science fiction book where the author dies Well I ain't dead yet 'cause the hit ain't been authorized [Chorus] I hear freedom ringin' but I won't answer the phone Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone Mr. Officer I come in peace just know I brought my piece And if we can't settle this peacefully the violence will increase, yeah I don't condone racial divide I won't be cloned I will survive I walk alone look in my eye So give me justice give me peace Or give my freedom back at least So we can meet up in the street you decide [Verse 2: B.o.B] Who you bow to? Elected councils, full of scoundrels Who now rule the world around you While wearing house shoes they clown you You wear your house or your whole house full Regimes don't die; they change they name and the accounts move Life goes on with or without you Words fall on deaf ears I think they soundproof The sound of justice makes us cringe But how can we stand the sound? You can't even stand your ground A noose around your neck the sharpest minds will cut it down Caught inside the web the internet is tightly wound Every day a hundred K? Feel more like a couple thou' What's a dollar to a pound? What's a pound to the crown? Look, ay I'm sick of waitin' man this flag I'm sick of wavin' No more participatin', time to form our own nation You call it integration I call that discrimination They say it's risk I'm takin' I call it decision makin' [Chorus] I hear freedom ringin' but I won't answer the phone Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone Mr. Officer I come in peace just know I brought my piece And if we can't settle this peacefully the violence will increase, yeah I don't condone racial divide I won't be cloned I will survive I walk alone look in my eye So give me justice give me peace Or give my freedom back at least So we can meet up in the street you decide [Verse 3: B.o.B] You not an activist you're more like a re-activist False flags, crisis actors trying to re-enact some shit Stories don't match I never believe half the shit While they're sneakin' pass a law we're easily distracted, ay Tryin' to get through to these dense fucks You're too stupid to insult I say the shit anybody can prove I don't know guess if it rhymes it's gotta be true Look, cheap tricks and fabricated speeches Blonde hair blue eyes - they even fabricated Jesus Just look at the salary paid to teachers It's obvious they don't want us to graduate into leaders Clearly in court videos don't prove much Why is news cameras in the courtroom huh? Even if it's just a game I hear the signal louder I think I got the message they don't really care about us I hear freedom ringin' but I won't answer the phone Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone Mr. Officer I come in peace just know I brought my piece And if we can't settle this peacefully the violence will increase, yeah I don't condone racial divide I won't be cloned I will survive I walk alone look in my eye So give me justice give me peace Or give my freedom back at least So we can meet up in the street you decide [Harmonizing Bridge: Jóga by Björk] [Outro] Fuck you Farmer Jim! You're all alone out here on the frontier No friends, no family, no cops, no help at all This is the Wild West son, the Wild fucking West There ain't no guards coming out here to save your ass It's just you and me and a murder of crows Waiting to pick over our dead bones So you take a breather You let that sink in, don't take too long, yeah?