| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m
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| Yeah, turn it up
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| Uh, uh
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| We gon' go all the way this time
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| Yeah
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| Born criminal, that’s how they made me
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| Even before the day that my mama named me
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| Born in the ghetto, reincarnation of slavery
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| Think outside of the box and niggas gon' tell you you’re crazy
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| Shit was hard, but you know I love a challenge
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| Grew up around the hustlers supplyin' all the addicts, huh
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| A gun is just a object made of steel, y’all
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| Actually, the facts is the mentality that kill y’all
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| Look, I hear what they never say
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| If everybody equal, why my race on the resume?
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| Nonsense, my intelligence is progress
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| Congress see us as baby mamas and convicts
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| Nah, uh-uh, fuck that — I’m more like a god
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| And my queen is a goddess, as God is my conscience
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| I love every race, every gender, that’s a fact
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| But the skin that I’m in, they just won’t let me forget that I’m
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| I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m
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| Uh, ow, I feel it in the kick drum, and I’m
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| Whew, let me say it again, gon' get it
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| Uh, for the lookin' at me sideways
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| Listen what
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| Ow!
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| Twenty miles-an-hour on Dayton Ave
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| The coppers on my black ass
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| I pull the fuck over, my intuition don’t feel right
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| I know the procedure for being black after midnight
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| I’m feelin' uncomfortable and I know I ain’t done shit
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| 'Cause he talkin' crazy just to remind me who run shit
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| He hope I’m a nigga who down to die for some dumb shit
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| Man, I ain’t the one, bitch
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| This to the rappers and athletes who think they’re invincible
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| Tell that to the judge, nigga (look)
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| I do not fear nothin', I’m God in the physical (uh)
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| Holdin' my nuts, nigga (look)
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| I speak no evil, just making sure we know
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| That we’re more than trappers and rap songs and free throws
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| And strippers and weed smoke that bust shots then reload
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| And it don’t mean I hate you when I uplift my people, I’m
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| I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m blacker than black, and I’m black, y’all
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| And I’m
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| Watch who you talkin' to, no we ain’t playin with ya
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| Way up in the cheap seats, and I’m
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| I wanna feel it in my chest, y’all, and I’m
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| Take it to the bridge, ow!
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| We have got to stop sacrificing our sisters to the streets and our brothers to
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| drugs
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| Now let the queen say:
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| My niggas ain’t scared of revolution
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| My bitches ain’t scared of revolution
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| I said I’m black, and I’m a queen (yeah, yeah)
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| And if you try me you’ll see what I mean (I'm black as hell, nigga)
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| Uh, I’m tryna tell y’all, this is a warning to prepare y’all (ooh)
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| Uh, I’m tryna tell y’all, this is a warning to prepare y’all (yeah, yeah)
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| Look, now we gon' air it out, now we gon' air it out
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| Now we gon' air it out, said we gon' air it out
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| Now we gon' (beatboxing)
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| One more time, we gon' air it out
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| Aw shit
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| I got my ready up in the air
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| I’m a champion, I got blue blood, boy
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| And I’m ready, and on my mama, nigga
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| On my daddy, nigga
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| And I dare you to say something about my daddy, nigga
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| You feel this, nigga?
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| Black rocks, nigga!
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| Black girls rock, nigga!
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| Black men rock, nigga!
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| Black boys rock, nigga!
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| Black girls rock, nigga!
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| You got one more time, and I mean one more motherfuckin' time
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| I’ma come to your house and fuck your shit up myself!
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| Do you know the greatest thing about being a royal? |
| Huh?
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| You know the greatest thing about being set apart from the rest of society?
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| Is that you ain’t got nothing to fear |