Mr. Blackman

[Chorus] Hey Mr. Blackman God nappy headed afro No one can hang with me [Verse 1] I feel like every move I make is gon' be wrong It’s like I don’t belong I’ve never been in prison But you’re thinkin’ that it won’t be long Supersquar wrote this song Sometimes I fell that when you stare me You wish that it’s a noose I was chokin’ on You treat me like a reckless dummy Show no respect of me I can't even take a breath Without it changing your perspective of me You always think that you're a step above me My gear is fresh; You think I'm dressing ugly Guess it's just the essence of me And I don’t know if I can take it I can be on the block Without being under surveillance I hate it And everywhere I go I’m like a motherfuckin’ problem 'Cause everywhere I go These niggas think I’m gonna rob them Damn! [Chorus] Hey Mr. Blackman God, nappy headed afro No one can hang with me [Verse 2] Cops always see me think my [?] Cavity searches whenever they see my crew comin’ Now I’m locked up And I ain’t even do nothing Can’t even get a decent meal I got to chew rubbish My girlfriend's white, her parents Think I might hurt her See I’m a nice guy They treat me like I’m Ike Turner They think I like murder Like I'm a night lurker Sayin' I don’t think this fucking guy is right for her Can just live without getting judged So I can live happily? So what do I got to give So I can get love Im trying to be family See I'm running like an athelete Calling me to have fashy feet [?] This shit is bogus I’m hopeless When you grew up in a nice house I was living with the roaches I just need to focus I know this But how do I approach this? Women lust for the roaches I’m singin’ [Chorus] Hey Mr. Blackman God nappy headed afro No one can hang with me No one can hang with me