| As I bend the corner bass beatin' the back
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| I sink into the mood and watch the people react
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| Same gritty conversation, same bomb-ass rap
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| Same shitty-ass conditions, same grip on a strap
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| Same pigs, same crackers, same niggas united
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| Buyin' into the stereotypes that we fightin'
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| Buyin' into the stereotypes of us bein'
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| Buck dancin' ass sex-crazed murderous fiends
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| Still fuckin' up these home-schooled simpleton haters
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| Same people that display us wanna kill and betray us
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| Same division, mo' religion, never readin', just prayers
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| More bounty hunters, Imus' and Jena’s and Kramer’s
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| Still blame us for the cause of the way that we act
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| While lullabies of celebrities still keep us distracted
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| Keep the focus off the President and shit in Iraq
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| Keep us scapegoatin' immigrants and niggas on crack
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| Keep the propaganda comin', keep impressin' the kids
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| They only care about us when its time to enlist
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| But when them politicians talk about protectin' the fetus
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| What it mean when they send us off to war and mistreat us?
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| Tax cuts for the rich, ain’t no snitchin' allowed
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| 'Specially if it’s piggies that we talkin' about
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| As they murder motherfuckers comin' up in your house
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| Seem that violence is the only thing they listen to now
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| It’s the trap
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| Look at all the gangsters ride
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| Sometime it seem we born to die
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| What will it take to make it right?
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| With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey
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| Don’t wanna lose another life
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| We’ve seen too many of us die
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| Let’s put this thing together right?
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| Take a stand, and plan to get ahead
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| Now let’s, get this shit clear once and for all
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| Ain’t no terrorist that’s bigger than America’s balls
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| Ain’t no terror more terrible than terror we brought
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| And ain’t it terrible the terror’s all America’s fault
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| I’m askin', what would you do if you knew of it all?
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| If you knew all our enemies were made for the part?
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| If you knew that everything they do is part of a plot
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| That’s pre-agreed upon with us, so you always support?
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| Claimin, patriot but can’t never explain
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| Why babies killin' babies in America’s name
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| Why black and brown bodies, why murder and pain?
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| Why these motherfuckers laughin' all the way to the bank?
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| That’s gangster! |
| But we don’t see the truth of it still
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| Don’t see the truth the way the ruthless murder and kill
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| Ain’t no doubt about it bruh, that’s big pimpin' for real
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| And you askin' why I’m out here servin' 'em still
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| It’s the trap
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| Look at all the gangsters ride
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| Sometime it seem we born to die
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| What will it take to make it right?
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| With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey
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| Don’t wanna lose another life
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| We’ve seen too many of us die
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| Let’s put this thing together right?
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| Take a stand, and plan to get ahead
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| The way I see it, the only way to change it is pain
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| Seems they only pay attention when we splatterin' brains
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| Seem they never seem to hear us when we march and complain
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| Or when when we protestin', hopin' pigs don’t whoop us again
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| Look here, see how fast money come for the schools
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| And how quick them motherfuckers bring home the troops
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| How the coonin' and derogatory shit in the music’ll go away
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| When they see the people snatch 'em and shoot 'em!
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| Just watch! |
| You’ll see, shit’ll change on a dime
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| Best believe for politicians ain’t gon' be no more hidin'
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| Ain’t gonna be no mo' lyin, don’t wanna see 'em in court
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| Don’t wanna sue 'em, rather do 'em, shoot 'em up in his Porsche
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| Bring the balance back where the people making the rules
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| Where the government is scared of what the people might do
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| And not the other way around, y’all got it confused
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| Was ignored, but you listenin' now! |
| We on the move sayin'
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| Look at all the gangsters ride
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| Sometime it seem we born to die
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| What will it take to make it right?
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| With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey
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| Don’t wanna lose another life
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| We’ve seen too many of us die
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| Let’s put this thing together right?
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| Take a stand, and plan to get ahead
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| A write tah Congress is what they say it’s about
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| I’m sayin', fuck de letta, wet her leavin' de house
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| I get my, gun and stun 'em, run dem out of de town
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| I’d rather, shoot now congressman, I shoot now congressman
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| I vote but never stop the problem around
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| Dem soldier, only murderin' the black and the brown
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| I get my gun and stun 'em, run dem out of de town
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| I’d rather, shoot now congressman a, shoot de President a
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| A write tah Congress is what they say it’s about
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| I’m sayin', fuck de letta, wet her leavin' de house
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| I get my, gun and stun 'em, run dem out of de town
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| I’d rather, shoot now congressman, I shoot now congressman
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| I vote but never stop the problem around
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| Dem soldier, only murderin' the black and the brown
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| I get my gun and stun 'em, run dem out of de town
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| I’d rather, shoot now congressman a, shoot de President a
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| Look at all the gangsters ride
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| Sometime it seem we born to die
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| What will it take to make it right?
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| With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey
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| Don’t wanna lose another life
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| We’ve seen too many of us die
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| Let’s put this thing together right?
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| Take a stand, and plan to get ahead |