| Once again, this is it
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| Turn it up, here we go
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| But this time the rhyme
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| Gonna ask who did the crime
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| Then let’s get down to the nitty-gritty
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| Like I wanna know who
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| Picked Wilson’s pocket
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| Fact, he rocked it
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| Fact, he shocked it
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| Same kinda thing they threw at James (Brown)
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| And what they did to Redd was a shame
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| The bigger the Blacks get
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| The bigger the feds want
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| A piece of that … booty
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| Intentional Rape System, like we ain’t
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| Paid enough in this bitch, that’s why I dissed them
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| I learned we earned, got no concern
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| Instead we burned, where the hell is our return?
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| Plain and simple the system’s a pimp
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| But I refuse to be a ho who stole the soul
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| Ain’t, no, different than in South Africa
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| Over here they’ll go after ya to steal your soul
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| Like over there they stole our gold
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| Yo, they say the Black don’t know how to act (Who, me?)
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| Cause we’re waitin' for the big payback
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| But we know it’ll never come
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| That’s why I say come and get some
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| Why when the Black move it, Jack was out
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| Come to stay Jack moves away
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| Ain’t we all people?
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| How the hell can a color be no good for a neighborhood
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| Help, straighten me out
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| Cause my tribe gets a funny vibe
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| Say I’m wrong for singin' a song
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| Without solutions
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| All the dancers answer questions
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| And try to be the best and…
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| Let everybody know before I blow
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| For the sake of what’s right
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| I wanna know what sucka stole the soul
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| We choose to use their ways
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| And holidays notice some of them are heller days
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| Invented by those who never repented
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| For the sins within that killed my kin
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| But that’s all right
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| I try do what a brother does
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| But I’ll never know if you’re my cuz
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| That’s why I try my best to unite
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| And damn the rest if they don’t like it
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| Banned from many arenas
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| Word from the motherland
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| Has anybody seen her
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| Jack was nimble, Jack was quick
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| Got a question for Jack ask him
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| 40 acres and a mule Jack
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| Where is it why’d you try to fool the Black
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| It wasn’t you, but you pledge allegiance
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| To the red, white, and blue
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| Sucker that stole the soul! |