| 'I want you all to go to your windows.
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| Go to your windows and yell out.
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| Scream with all the might that you can muster up inside your bruised,
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| assaulted and battered bodies
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| That you are sick and tired of being a nigga.'
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell the government,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell htem white folk,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell them black folk,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga.
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| Tell the world
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Waitin' with my hands out,
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| Broke in the hood, they give a damn 'bout
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| Braggin' to my homie bout the hoes I fucked
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| Drinkin' bottles after bottles, plus I smoke too much.
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| I never had a job that would pay me well,
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| I took what I could cause they gave me hell
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| Spend what I stole on some clothes and kicks,
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| My ex girl say I won’t amount to shit.
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| But she suck and fuck, when my car roll up,
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| Tried to fuck her sister, but she talk too much.
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| Her mama shake her head whenever I come 'round
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| Whatever high I had when I saw her might come down
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| I barely go to church but I say I will,
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| I bow my head right before I eat my meal
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| The world’s fucked up and they claimin' I’m to blame
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| It’s a damn shame cause
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell the government,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell htem white folk,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell them black folk,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga.
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| Tell the world
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Waitin' on a play to come through
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| Chillin with my homeboys Plottin' on you
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| Watchin movies how to come up quick
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| Recruiting young niggas I can come up with
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| Barely read books but they down to shoot
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| Live life breakin rules, they got something to prove
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| Parents ain’t around they got nothing to lose
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| Wave the tool on a fool for some brand new shoes.
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| Little child runnin' wild in the streets,
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| Wanna be a G so he look up to me.
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| Try to hit the block and make a name,
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| Claim he caught a body now he got it and he feeling all the same,
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| Till the family of the victim come knockin
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| Millin through the corners of the ghetto till they shot him
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| Youth still dyin' and they claimin' I’m to blame
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| It’s a dame shame cause
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell the government,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell htem white folk,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell them black folk,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga.
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| Tell the world
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Always tryna sell you something,
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| Don’t really know the shit, but tryna tell you something
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| Tap dance if you want him to
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| Coulda fed the hungry but he bought them jewels.
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| Won’t ever look back cause he gotta keep movin'
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| Even if he leave his own people bamboozled
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| Takin' credit like he did it by himself
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| Too much pride to realize that he really had help
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| Always judge a man by his wealth
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| He ain’t me so he can’t feel how I felt,
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| He saw me walkin' and he ain’t look back, too scared
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| We make eye contact
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| So he can he didn’t see me when he drove by,
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| And I could say he didn’t see me and it’s alright,
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| He just want the fame from the game, it’s a shame.
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| I bet he think I’m just another nigga.
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| Tell the government,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell them white folk,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga,
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| Tell them black folk,
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga.
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| Tell the world
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| I don’t wanna be another nigga, |