Boxed In (feat. Boogie)

They say the youth is so lost when
 The shape of the world keep us boxed in
 They killing us off so often
 So tell me what the fuck is our options? (Oh, oh)
 They say the youth is so lost when
 The shape of the world keep us boxed in
 They killing us off so often
 So tell me what the fuck is our options? (Oh, oh)
 I can't protect you girl, know what you doing
 This world we cruising, is built for losing
 I can't protect you girl, know what you doing
 This world we cruising, is built for losing
 They say the youth is so lost when
 The shape of the world keep us boxed in
 They killing us off so often
 So tell me what the fuck is our options? (Oh, oh)
 They say the youth is so lost when
 The shape of the world keep us boxed in
 They killing us off so often
 So tell me what the fuck is our options? (Oh, oh)
 Your hands in the air use to mean your at a party
 I use to only worry 'bout a shawty
 But now I gotta worry bout a shotty, you got it, huh?
 Your hands in the air use to mean you at a party (Shit)
 I use to only worry bout a skirt
 But now I gotta worry 'bout the
 They say the youth is so lost when
 The shape of the world keep us boxed in
 They killing us off so often
 So tell me what the fuck is our options? (Oh, oh)
 They say the youth is so lost when
 The shape of the world keep us boxed in
 They killing us off so often
 So tell me what the fuck is our options? (Oh, oh)
 I can't protect you girl, know what you doing
 This world we cruising, is built for losing
 I can't protect you girl, know what you doing
 This world we cruising, is built for losing (Yeah, uh)
 If I die from police 'cause I had no ID
 Would you go out and speak for me, huh?
 Would you march in the street? Would you talk for a week?
 Is that all I'ma seek for me, huh?
 I wear my heart on my sleeve and I'm glad to say it
 Take the clothes off the truth, ain't no fabricated
 You got my thoughts in a box, while my mind in a cage
 See the blood of the city, when I slide down the blade
 What I gotta do to
 What I gotta do to win, huh?
 Let me get a look, let me see it through your lens, uh
 Tell me why the world'll never view me as a friend, uh?
 Tell me why the world don't see the beauty in my skin?
 I ain't never had a
 I ain't never had a choice, uh
 How we grown men still running from the boys?
 How you hate my tone? I don't even got a voice
 How I need a job when the devil's still employed? I don't get it
 Your hands in the air use to mean your at a party
 I use to only worry 'bout a shawty
 But now I gotta worry bout a shotty, you got it, huh?
 Your hands in the air use to mean you at a party (Shit)
 I use to only worry bout a skirt
 But now I gotta worry 'bout the
 They say the youth is so lost when
 The shape of the world keep us boxed in
 They killing us off so often
 So tell me what the fuck is our options? (Oh, oh)
 They say the youth is so lost when
 The shape of the world keep us boxed in
 They killing us off so often
 So tell me what the fuck is our options? (Oh, oh)
 I can't protect you girl, know what you doing
 This world we cruising, is built for losing
 I can't protect you girl, know what you doing
 This world we cruising, is built for losing