| I testified
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| My mama cried
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| Black people died
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| When the other man lied
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| See the TV, listen to me double trouble
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| I overhaul and I’m comin'
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| From the lower level
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| I’m takin' tabs
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| Sho nuff stuff to grab
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| Like shirts it hurts
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| Wit a neck to wreck
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| Took a poll 'cause our soul
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| Took a toll
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| From the education
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| Of a TV station
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| But look around
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| Hear go the sound of the wreckin' ball
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| Boom and Pound
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| When I Shut 'em down
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| What I use in the battle for the mind
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| I hit it hard
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| Like it supposed
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| Pullin' no blows to the nose
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| Like uncle L said I’m rippin' up shows
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| Then what it is Only 5 percent of the biz
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| I’m addin' woes
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| That’s how da way it goes
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| Then U think I rank never drank, point blank
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| I own loans
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| Suckers got me runnin' from the bank
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| Civil liberty I can’t see to pay a fee
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| I never saw a way to pay a sap
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| To read the law
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| Then become a victim of a lawyer
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| Don’t know ya, never saw ya Tape cued
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| Gettin' me sued
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| Playin' games wit' my head
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| What the judge said put me in the red
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| Got me thinkin' 'bout a trigger to the lead
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| No no My education mind say
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| Suckers gonna pay
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| Anyway
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| There gonna be a day
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| 'Cause the troop they roll in To posse up Whole from the ground
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| Ready to go Throw another round
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| Sick of the ride
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| It’s suicide
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| For the other side of town
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| When I find a way to shut 'em down
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| Who count the money
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| In da neigborhood
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| But we spendin' money
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| To no end lookin' for a friend
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| In a war to the core
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| Rippin' up the poor in da stores
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| Till they get a brother
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| Kickin' down doors
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| Then I figure I kick it bigger
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| Look 'em dead in the eye
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| And they wince
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| Defense is pressurized
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| They don’t want it to be
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| Another racial attack
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| In disguise so give some money back |