Black & Brown Lyrics - Jelly Roll

Wassup? We need to talk 

Let me light my backport 

That's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown 

Yo, I love Los Angeles, you can hear it in my music 

Plus I got the scars to prove it 

And man, you won't understand what I understand 

I'm feelin' like a piece to a bigger plan 

'Cause all I'm sayin' is the God honest truth of it all 

We fightin' the wrong enemy 

That's why I'm gettin' involved 

It's just like the end of that movie 'Saw' 

When them two chained up guys met with their demise 

And the mastermind was layin' there the whole time 

Remember that? That's why we have to sit down 

And speak about the black and the brown 

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Now I didn't come here to point no fingers 

I know over the years that the pain still lingers 

Over past confrontations 

Shit, we all on parole and probation and fucked up situations 

And everybody lose, from the pen to the neighborhoods 

Now it's even in the high schools 

'Cause I was watchin' K. Cal News 

When the students squared off and one kid wouldn't choose sides 

Hit with a hammer and the kid died 

And now it's a full blown riot 

Tck, that's when the fists start flyin' 

These kids ain't learnin' shit about math and science, man 

Tension is so thick, some are comin' around 

I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground 

So now that's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown 

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Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic 

They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet 

Dammit, that's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown 

Yo, I got the homey Jose from way back in the day 

He came to scoop me up in his all white Six-Trey 

And he don't really fuck with nobody outside of the set 

It's tatted big on his neck, y'know? 

So over the years, built respect and trust 

Some black and brown issues, we both discussed 

He said, "Homes, it's been goin' down too long 

I gotta bang on them fools and it don't feel wrong" 

"They killed my cousin over eighty eight bricks 

So word came down, we gotta handle that shit 

Kill all mayatas in white tee shirts 

Can I tell the truth homes? The truth starts hurtin'" 

At first, I remind him of what vengeance do 

What vengeance is and who vengeance belongs to 

He wasn't tryna hear that shit 

He just turned up the volume, bangin' 50 Cent 

Tension is so thick, some are comin' around 

I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground 

So now that's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown 

Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic 

They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet 

Dammit, that's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown 

I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care 

Who identify themselves by the colors they wear 

The homey came through to put one in the air 

I can tell somethin' was wrong the way he sat in his chair 

He said, "X, man, I'm just gettin' out 

From doin' eighty eight months, tryna figure things out" 

He told me in the pen, you get down to get done 

'Cause the brown and black ratio is five to one 

He showed me the scar on his gut and his neck 

They got him good, said he damn near bled to death 

The hate was so deep, I can see in his eyes 

When he described what it feels like to almost die 

All I could do was just sit back and listen 

'Bout how he 'bout to send soldiers on missions 

I got hit with a bottle but I'm not dead 

I said, "Think with your heart, homey, not your head", I said 

Tension is so thick, some are comin' around 

I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground 

So now that's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown 

Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic 

They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet 

Dammit, that's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown 

Oh, you must defend yourself 

If you don't, then no one else 

Your homies got to ride 

You're fightin' for your life 

They want both of us dead 

You ain't heard a word I said 

You're fightin' for your life 

Your homies got to ride 

Tension is so thick, some are comin' around 

I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground 

So now that's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown 

Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic 

They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet 

Dammit, that's why we need to sit down 

And talk about the black and the brown