| I feel I’m trapped in a crazy place
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| Asking the Lord for amazing grace
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| I see the masses wanna change me
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| I’m waiting for someone to save me until then, until then
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| I guess I’m stuck here on n*gga island
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| Yeah, where n*ggas be wylin
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| Yeah, and color is violence
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| Yeah, moment of silence (hello)
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| I guess I’m stuck here on n*gga island
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| Yeah, where n*ggas be wylin
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| Yeah, and color is violence
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| Yeah, moment of silence
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| Yeah, I am the invisible man though I have a soul I am from an invisible land
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| They gave me a slave pen for my freedom of speech
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| Yeah I’m tryin' to leave the island but swimming through bleach
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| Come on son, why you always ruin the mood
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| Race talks happen every time you enter the room
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| Cuz there’s ignorance in the masses
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| Too many people think racism is past tense
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| We fight for blackness but we don’t know what black is
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| I know it ain’t the zero sum of white man
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| They wanna know how to reach the hood like there’s magic
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| Like we’re all the same, huh like we’re not dynamic
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| Hollywood wants to pimp us to get dough
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| Exploit us but give us money somebody say ho
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| Yeah let’s thank those movies and them TV shows
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| Be a token or a player, Uncle Tom row
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| Or be a magic negro until the day I’m gone
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| Hope the white man reach his goal but never reach my own
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| Or an oxed male, even a coon
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| A young man who loves ignorance praisin' his doom, until then
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| I feel I’m trapped in a crazy place
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| Asking the Lord for amazing grace
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| I see the masses wanna change me
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| I’m waiting for someone to save me until then, until then
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| I guess I’m stuck here on n*gga island
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| Yeah, where n*ggas be wylin
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| Yeah, and color is violence
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| Yeah, moment of silence (hello)
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| I guess I’m stuck here on n*gga island
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| Yeah, where n*ggas be wylin
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| Yeah, and color is violence
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| Yeah, moment of silence
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| Say hello to the great cultural brain wash
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| Washin' my brain from some of the things that race taught
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| Miseducate, colonize, divide
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| Teach beauty is straight hair and the bluest of eyes
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| And because of lies I’m debating five percenters
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| How the mid-east movement gon' be a white man’s religion
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| How the privileged man say it’s time to move forward
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| And say the game’s fair when he monopolize the board
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| And corporate greed just manipulates the poor
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| Outside the hood I don’t see liquor stores
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| I know God is sovereign and I should pray about it
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| But a man won’t stop it if it increases his profits
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| And most ain’t realistic with the flow
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| They make music for the streets but I don’t see 'em at the show
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| So instead of truth they’d rather be duped
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| I guess they want me to make more songs for youth groups, until then…
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| I feel I’m trapped in a crazy place
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| Asking the Lord for amazing grace
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| I see the masses wanna change me
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| I’m waiting for someone to save me until then, until then
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| I guess I’m stuck here on n*gga island
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| Yeah, where n*ggas be wylin
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| Yeah, and color is violence
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| Yeah, moment of silence (hello)
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| I guess I’m stuck here on n*gga island
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| Yeah, where n*ggas be wylin
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| Yeah, and color is violence
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| Yeah, moment of silence
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| Yeah I got a double consciousness but I’m still in touch
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| Cops got my hands in the air so I ain’t feelin' much
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| Lookin' for protection all I can see is tyrants
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| I’m fightin' them coons and thugs racists and dyin' honors
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| That lady you call ho, that’s my lover
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| That woman you call b*tch, that’s my mother
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| Them boys that you killed, them my brothers
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| Send the ship to the island we can rescue some others
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| Did they fight for civil rights so we could sit on gold
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| I can’t walk in your shoes, you keep sellin' your soul
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| No, ain’t much Booker T when you look at me
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| But a whole lot of the boys makin' noise until then
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| I feel entrapped in a crazy place
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| Asking the Lord for amazing grace
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| I see the masses wanna change me
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| I’m waiting for someone to save me until then, until then
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| I guess I’m stuck here on n*gga island
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| Yeah, where n*ggas be wylin
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| Yeah, and color is violence
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| Yeah, moment of silence (hello)
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| I guess I’m stuck here on n*gga island
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| Yeah, where n*ggas be wylin
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| Yeah, and color is violence
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| Yeah, moment of silence
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| Hey here we are, put on a show
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| Dance a jig, go Jim Crow
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| Hey here we are, put on a show
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| Dance a jig, go monkey go
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| Hey here we are, put on a show
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| Dance a jig, go Jim Crow
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| Go Jim Crow, say go Jim Crow
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| Go Jim Crow, say go monkey go
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| Yeah it’s what you want me to do right?
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| It’s what you want me to do right? |
| Are you entertained?
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| Are you entertained? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chapter 9: Jim Crow , by - Sho Baraka. Song from the album Talented 10th, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп