good kid

Mass hallucination, baby
 Ill education, baby
 Want to reconnect with your elations?
 This is your station, baby
 Look inside these walls
 And you see I'm havin' withdrawals of a prisoner on his way
 Trapped inside your desire to fire bullets that stray
 Track attire just tell you I'm tired and ran away
 I should ask a choir "What do you require
 To sing a song that acquire me to have faith?"
 As the record spin I should pray
 For the record, I recognize that I'm easily prey
 I got ate alive yesterday
 I got animosity buildin', it's probably big as a buildin'
 Me jumpin' off of the roof is me just playin' it safe
 But what am I 'posed to do when the topic is red or blue
 And you understand that I ain't?
 But know I'm accustomed to just a couple that look for trouble
 And live in the street with rank
 No better picture to paint than me walkin' from bible study
 And called his homies because he had said he noticed my face
 From a function that tooken place, they was wonderin' if I bang
 Step on my neck and get blood on your Nike checks
 I don't mind 'cause one day you'll respect the good kid, m.A.A.d city
 Mass hallucination, baby
 Ill education, baby
 Want to reconnect with your elations?
 This is your station, baby
 All I see is strobe lights, blinding me in my hindsight
 Finding me by myself, promise me you can help
 In all honesty I got time to be copacetic until
 You had finally made decision to hold me against my will
 It was like a head on collision that folded me standing still
 I can never pick out the difference and grade a cop on the bill
 Every time you clock in the morning, I feel you just want to kill
 All my innocence while ignoring my purpose to persevere as a better person
 I know you heard this and probably in fear
 But what am I 'posed to do with the blinking of red and blue
 Flash from the top of your roof and your dog has to say woof
 And you ask, "Lift up your shirt" 'cause you wonder if a tattoo
 Of affiliation can make it a pleasure to put me through
 Gang files, but that don't matter because the matter is racial profile
 I heard them chatter, "He's probably young but I know that he's down"
 Step on his neck as hard as your bulletproof vest
 He don't mind, he know we'll never respect, the good kid, m.A.A.d. city
 Mass hallucination, baby
 Ill education, baby
 Want to reconnect with your elations?
 This is your station, baby
 All I see in this room, 20's, Xannies and these 'shrooms
 Grown-up candy for pain, can we live in a sane society?
 It's entirely stressful upon my brain
 You hired me as a victim, I quietly hope for change
 When violence is the rhythm, inspired me to obtain
 The silence in this room with 20's, Xannies and 'shrooms
 Some grown-up candy I lost it, I feel it's nothing to lose
 The streets sure to release the worst side of my best
 Don't mind, 'cause now you ever in debt to good kid, m.A.A.d. city
 Mass hallucination, baby
 Ill education, baby
 Want to reconnect with your elations?
 This is your station, baby