Nat King Cole

Nat King Cole - If I May (w/ the Four Knights) lyrics

(feat. Bilal)

[Hook]

Can't come around

They gon' wanna bring you down

No one knows just what's inside

Doing dope and doing time

Why they messing with your mind

Black maybe...

[Common]

I heard a white man's yes

Is a black maybe

I was delivered in this world

As a crack baby

Hard for me to pay attention

And I act crazy

Gotta get over from the tip

I watch the fat lady sing a song

On how we guerillas in warfare

And I'm the kingest kong

They say we dreamin wrong

Them same strips that them older cats lingered on

Now the walgreens is gone

Hope is killed fiends are born

We leanin on a wall that ain't that ain't stable

Its hard to turn on the hood that made you

To leave We afraid to the same streets that raised you

Can aid you. What other black births came suit

the rage up in harlem and the southside

Brothers is starving with there mouth wide open

Floating across state got the workout plans so they can move weight

The fate of the black man, woman, and child maybe

[Hook - 2X]

[Common]

He had game since he used to hoop at chattum

Neither the ghetto nor defenders could trap him

The stones had his back and they'd pat him

He was living a life they couldn't fathom

Colleges getting at him with all type of scholarships

Even if he went they knew he'd leave college quick

For the pros the one from the hood that was chose

The black rose that grew in the jungle

But humble stud still had rumble in his blood

Women all around giving him trouble love

You know the love when you up they down

Cause you wrap a ball they round

Your win is their crown

Dudes in the circle he known for years

Shared beers and cheers but chose different careers

when paper and fame came they ain't know how to react

Them same studs shot him in the back

Now that's black...maybe

[Hook - 2X]

[Common - talking]

When we talk about black maybe

We talk about situations

Of people of color and because you are that color

You endure obstacles and opposition

And not all the time from...from other nationalities

Sometimes it come from your own kind

Or maybe even your own mind

You get judged..you get laughed at..you get looked at wrong

You get sighted for not being strong

The struggle of just being you

The struggle of just being us..black maybe

black maybe...

[Hook]

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