| When I was a lad
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| We had indentured bond servants
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| Stout conishman and Scotsman
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| {Indeed sir endeed
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| And if one of them runs away you couldn’t tell 'em from any other Englishman
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| But take our black slave sir
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| and no matter how far they run they always black}
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| Now you wanna kill me That may be true 1,2
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| But can you kill the nigga in you
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| Now you wanna kill me Cause my lyrics be true
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| But can you kill the nigga in you
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| Quiet as it’s kept
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| Some of y’all slept on yourself
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| Next time you hit the mirror black
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| Turn you back on yourself
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| I wouldn’t trust some a y’all
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| If you was my right hand, man
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| I’d cut it off at the wrist
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| Like you name was Benedict
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| Enough lead
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| To threaten 50 niggas dead, you said
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| Cause niggas is back to perms &relaxers
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| All up in their head
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| TV niggas only make you laugh, embarrass
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| Can you catch it Nigga fever new season
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| Of modern day Stephen Fetchits 1990's
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| Niggas be fraid of the noise I made
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| Bout their master crackers giving out
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| Disasters in the hood
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| Phony honeys be gone when they moneys be gone
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| Niggaresses artificial chests'
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| Posin fake hair &high dresses
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| Now you wanna kill me That may be true 1,2
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| But can you kill the nigga in you
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| Now you wanna kill me Cause my lyrics be true
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| But can you kill the nigga in you
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| Madd niggas hittin shit
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| But they health be quittin it Clothes and car makin the men
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| Havin counterfeitin fit
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| Seizing niggas be praisin
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| Benzes Beemers when they got em Shined and simonized foreclosed
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| Bit they grills be rotten
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| Simon sez niggas jump
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| And they jump for these Hilfiggers
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| Tommy hates niggas high priced styles
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| White as wild rice
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| Niggas be dwellin in hell and the
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| Negros pray for heaven
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| Fuck the preacher he don’t reach
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| You my nigga roll a seven
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| Niggas forgettin trips about those
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| Slavery ships
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| Niggas wasn’t there they claim
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| Fuck that nigga bring the pain
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| Niggas be dealin Narcotic
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| But don’t get the money nigga
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| Women or the fame my nigga
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| Or the mother fuckin game
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| Now you wanna kill me That may be true 1,2
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| But can you kill the nigga in you
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| Now you wanna kill me Cause my lyrics be true
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| But can you kill the nigga in you
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| Check it Brother Isac drop it on the groove one time
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| Let the beats check-check out your mind
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| Brother Isac Hayes
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| Yo-yo brothers I say to you
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| Become literate, study your history
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| Then you know where you need to go Don’t get socialy anestezied, thinkin you got the rock
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| When you got the pable
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| Learn who you are
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| Come together and survive
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| It’s time to learn to love again
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| It’s time to stand out and be near
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| Think about your history
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| And free it from your misery
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| Learn… to love again
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| (Now you wanna kill me That may be true 1,2)
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| It’s time to learn to love again
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| (Now you wanna kill me Cause my lyrics be true)
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| It’s time to learn to love again
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| (Now you wanna kill me That may be true 1,2)
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| It’s time to learn to love again
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| (Now you wanna kill me Cause my lyrics is true)
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| Learn ! |
| To love again |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song But Can You Kill The Nigger In You? , by - Chuck D. Song from the album Autobiography Of Mistachuck, in the genre R&B