| With all due respect
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| I don't have pity for you black niggas, that's the way I feel
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| Screamin', "Black Lives Matter"
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| All the black guys'd rather be deadbeats than pay your bills
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| Yellin', "Nigga," this, and, "Nigga," that
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| Call everybody, "Nigga," and get a nigga mad
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| As soon as I say, "Nigga," then everyone react
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| And wanna swing at me and call me racist 'cause I ain't black
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| Well pound that, then
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| Talkin' 'bout slavery like you was around back then
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| Like you was pickin' cotton off the fuckin' ground back then
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| Like you was on the plantation gettin' down back then
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| Aight, look
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| I see a black man aimin' his gun
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| But I'd rather see a black man claimin' his son
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| And I don't mean just for one day and you done, I mean
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| You still trapped in a rut
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| And I work my ass off and pay my taxes for what?
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| So you can keep livin' on free government assistance?
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| Food stamps for your children, but you still tryna sell 'em
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| For some weed and some liquor or a fuckin' babysitter?
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| While you party on the road 'cause you ain't got no fuckin' goals?
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| You already late
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| You motherfuckers need to get your damn priorities straight, wait
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| It's like you're proud to be fake
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| But you lazy as fuck
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| And you'd rather sell drugs than get a job and be straight
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| And then you turn around and complain about the poverty rate? |
| Fuck outta my face
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| You can't escape problems
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| You can pray for some change, but can't break a dollar
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| Got nobody else to blame, so you blame Donald
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| "They fuck the world with a Make America Great condom"
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| My voice been back
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| I'm not racist, my sister's boyfriend's black
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| I'm not racist, my sister-in-law's baby cousin Tracy got a brother and his girlfriend's black
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| My head's in the cloud
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| Heard there's not enough jobs for all the men in your house
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| Maybe we should build a wall to keep the Mexicans out
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| Or maybe we should send 'em all to the ghetto for now
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| I'm not racist, and I never lie
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| But I think there's a disconnect between your culture and mine
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| I worship the Einsteins, study the Steve Jobs
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| But you ride 2Pac's dick like he was a fuckin' god, oh my God
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| And all you care about is rappin' and stuntin' and bein ratchet, and that's the nigga within you
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| Music rottin' your brain and slowly start to convince you
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| Then you let your kids listen and then the cycle continues
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| Blame it all on the menu, blame it on those drinks
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| Blame it on everybody except for your own race
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| Blame it on white privileges, blame it on white kids
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| And just blame it on white citizens, aim at the vice president
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| Bunch of class clowns
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| Niggas kneelin' on the field, that's a flag down
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| How dare you try to make demands for this money?
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| You gon' show us some respect, you gon' stand for this country, nigger
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| I'm not racist, I'm just prepared for this type of war
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| I heard Eminem's rap at the awards, who's he fightin' for?
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| Y'all can take that motherfucker too, he ain't white no more
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| It's like you wanna be so famous
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| You'll do anything for attention and a little payment
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| I can't take you nowhere without people pointin' fingers
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| Pants hangin' off your ass, you ain't got no home trainin'?
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| Pull your fuckin' pants up, nigga
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| Put that suit back on, take that durag off
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| Take that gold out your mouth, quit the pitiful stuff
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| And then maybe police'd stop killin' you fucks, yo, what the fuck?
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| I'm not racist
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| It's like we're livin' in the same building, but split into two floors
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| I'm not racist
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| But there's two sides to every story, I wish that I knew yours
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| I wish that I knew yours
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| I'm not racist, I swear
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| With all disrespect
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| I don't really like you white motherfuckers, that's just where I'm at
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| Screaming, "All Lives Matter," is a protest to my protest, what kind of shit is that?
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| And that's one war you'll never win
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| The power in the word, "Nigga," is a different sin
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| We shouldn't say it, but we do, and that's just what it is
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| But that don't mean that you can say it just 'cause you got nigga friends
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| Nigga
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| That word was originated for you to keep us under
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| And when we use it, we know that's just how we greet each other
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| And when you use it, we know there's a double meaning under |
| And even if I wasn't picking cotton physically
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| That don't mean I'm not affected by the history
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| My grandmama was a slave, that shit gets to me
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| And you ain't got no motherfuckin' sympathy, you pussy nigga
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| I'm sorry, you can never feel my life
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| Tryna have faith, but I never felt alright
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| It's hard to elevate when this country's ran by whites
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| Judging me by my skin color and my blackness
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| Tryna find a job but ain't nobody call me back yet
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| Now I gotta sell drugs to put food in my cabinet
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| You crackers ain't slick, this is all a part of your tactics
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| Don't talk about no motherfuckin' taxes
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| When I ain't making no dough
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| You think you know everything, but you don't
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| You wanna copy our slang and everything that we know
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| Try to steal black culture and then make it your own, woah
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| Fuck, I'm exhausted
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| I can't even drive without the cops tryna start shit
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| I'm tired of the systematic racism bullshit
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| All you do is false shit, this the shit that I'm forced with
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| And you don't know shit about my people, that's what bothers you
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| You don't know about no fried chicken or no barbecue
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| You don't know about the two-step or no loose change
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| You don't know about no 2 Chainz or no Kool-Aid, you don't know
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| And even though Barack was half as black
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| You hated President Obama, I know that's a fact
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| You couldn't wait to get him out and put a cracker back
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| And then you gave us Donald Trump and now it's payback for that
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| I'm not racist, I never lied
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| But I know there's a disconnect between your culture and mines
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| Yeah, I praise 2Pac like he was a fuckin' god
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| He was fighting for his life way before he fuckin' died, nigga, die, nigga
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| And all you care about is money and power and being ugly and that's the cracker within you
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| Hatred all in your brain, it slowly start to convince you
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| And then you teach it to your children until the cycle continue
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| Blame it on Puerto Rico, blame it on OJ
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| Blame it on everybody except for your own race
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| Blame it on black niggas and blame it on black citizens
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| Aim at the black businesses, I ain't saying I'm innocent, but
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| I might be any day now
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| Treatin' everybody how you want and any way how
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| I swear North Korea 'bout to bomb us any day now
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| And now I'm duckin' every time I hear a fuckin' plane now, shit
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| You know I make a lot of sense, but you just can't admit it
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| When Eminem went against Trump, that was the illest
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| 'Cause even though he's white, he let us know he standin' with us
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| I'm not racist, but I cry a lot
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| You don't know what it's like to be in a frying pot
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| You don't know what it's like to mind your business
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| And get stopped by the cops and not know if you 'bout to die or not
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| You worry 'bout your life, so you take mine
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| I love you, but I fuckin' hate you at the same time
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| I wish we could trade shoes or we could change lives
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| So we could understand each other more, but that'd take time
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| I'm not racist
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| It's like we livin' in the same building, but split into both sides
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| I'm not racist
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| But there's two sides to every story and now you know mine
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| Can't erase the scars with a bandage
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| I'm hopin' maybe we can come to an understandin'
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| Agree to disagree, we could have an understandin'
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| I'm not racist |