Album Name

Pinned to the Cross (Feat. Finn Matthews)

Artist

Rick Ross

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.08.07

Release Agency

Sony Music

They say young black men
Are now living in a state
of public emergency
Middle class and poor people
be targeted
every day dealing
with so much hostility
Negative socialism
I refuse to be petrified
And there's no mercy for the rivals
They want the rich niggas
to live in total silence exiled
Flee the country
more assassinations
Let's go
When you're forced to be fearless
strangers consider you careless
Detrimental to my upbringing
I felt so abandoned
I was lost in confusion
therefore had nothing to lose
Now I'm running the racket
nigga got cut from the noose
I just wanna be free
another black man on the run
We was pinned to the cross
since our birth under the sun
Ain't no hate in my heart
I've adapted to rage
Step off the stage
pussy nigga right back in the cage
Now we burning the streets
Christ to the cross
Our position is blatant Blatant
rightfully lost
Let's empower the people
no need for signin' petitions
Peace and Revelations
scriptures keep on blinding
these Christians
I'm in search of the truth Truth
we each have a flaw Flaw
Soon as Dre hit the roof
she file for divorce
Van Jones go get a broom
never making no laws
Terry Crews is another coon
who was basically bought
Some say white eyes are like broke
diamonds buried in the snow
But I see things we have seen coming
a smile so beautiful
So if I cry and these white diamonds
push along the shore
It's 'cause I know the shit
you've been through and
you made it beautiful
You made it
Made it made it made it
You made it beautiful
You made it Made it made it
Made it beautiful
Racists killing for cotton
niggas fighting for honor
In the South you're forgotten
call my city the bottom
Kilos get to deposits
living like it's the lotto
This my moment of glory
grandiose is the dollar
Always postin' your sneakers
you're the one that they follow
I'm a born to be leader
such a collection of knowledge
Are we dead or alive
Unforgettable highs
Know the Lord lookin' down
for the day that we rise
Got my pistols all on me
niggas might Christopher zone me
Black on black issues over
principles peep you're opponent
Who got the most money
Well that's yet to be seen
'Cause I'm still counting mine
such an incredible thing
In seek of true wealth
great example for niggas
You decided yourself
I considered it business
We still in the trenches
where they made us relentless
Where the reward is little
but the hate is tremendous
Some say white eyes are like broke
diamonds buried in the snow
But I see things we have seen coming
and it's now that beautiful
So if I cry and these white diamonds
push along the shore
It's 'cause I know the shit
you've been through and
you made it beautiful
You made it
Made it made it made it
You made it beautiful
You made it Made it made it
Made it beautiful
Now I'm in the McLaren
still racin' them commas
I'm watchin' for Karen
G watchin' bird watches
Still I wish you the best
Ray Charles in the flesh
Pavarotti to some
Quincy Jones to the rest
Muddy Waters the marble
set my city aflame
Turn my back on the mere fact
that they would rattle my cage
I don't wanna argue
but I wanted to race
Got me pinned to the cross
as the sinners would wave
Such a body of work
my debut was a classic
Hov' gave me a verse
so that kept it attractive
My whole crew was submerged
DEA wanted the address
Make her play with her pussy
with a few mill in her mattress
My life needed a balance
didn't come for the status
But my mother responsible
she raised me so lavish
Look son you're a king
were the verse she recited
And it kept me excited
'til the day I'm indicted