| David, David Banner
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| David-
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| Not the way I planned it
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| Oh, no, no (Oh)
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| If you could only know my feelings (Yeah)
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| Then you would know how much
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| Look (Hey)
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| Fuck all that protestin' and marchin' peacefully (Yeah)
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| They still gon' find a way to handle us egregiously (Oh)
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| Legally, if I may get this shit up off my mind now (Now)
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| We born in the battlefield, can’t call no timeout (Yeah)
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| Every time now, it’s another one of us lyin' out (Hey)
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| Cryin' out, «I can’t breathe"until he dies out (Oh, no)
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| Make me at myself, what would you die about?
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| I doubt if a nigga been bangin' since junior high
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| Let 'em fly, opposition resemblin' you and I (Sheesh)
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| Racist cracker, give a fuck about it (Give a fuck about it)
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| They never will 'til they start pickin' up a couple bodies (Couple bodies)
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| When we got killed, well, there’s some hours, scattered rain shower
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| The pain hurt (Oh) but the cold heart, fact of the matter, it’s gettin' worse
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| (What else do you want? There’s so much pain on me)
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| Damn, if I could wish upon a star
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| I’ll send a special bullet everywhere you hateful bastards are
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| (What else do you want? Please don’t hate on me)
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| Pull a string like a Gibson guitar, 'way from afar
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| (What else do you want? There’s so much pain on me)
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| Slow motion watch it enter your temple and exit your jaw, hmm
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| Send you all to Hell with a scar, a conversation piece
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| (What else do you want? Please don’t hate on me)
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| Hope it maybe leads to a joke when you and Satan speak
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| Yeah, you patronizin' us, we waitin' patiently
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| Well, you’ll prolly get your life to trade a day with me
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| Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (Sheesh)
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| Had extended clips before skinny jeans (Yeah)
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| Now bow and arrows at cop cars with kerosene
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| That’s how I’m feelin'
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| How it feel for me (That's how I’m feelin')
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| To be all alone (That's how I’m feelin', shoot)
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| All alone (Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin')
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| How it feel for me (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin')
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| To be all alone (Shoot)
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| All alone (Now fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin')
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| How it feel
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| I had a dream me and King saw Zimmerman (Zimmerman)
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| We laid low, masked up in a rental van (Rental van)
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| He killed a child, body was stiff and twisted, man
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| A mother cried, only one way to fix it, man
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| How long 'fore the people in the street get tired of the evil, say «Fuck that»?
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| (Fuck that)
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| How long will they kneel to heel of the state with a foot in the face 'fore
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| they bust back? |
| (Bust back)
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| Won’t be long 'fore agents of the state get ate like steak 'cause the people
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| too strong (Too strong)
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| Rapture’s comin' one Sunday, it’s blood by Monday, I promise I won’t be long
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| (It won’t be long)
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| Lame nigga, same nigga, found out crackers had money on his head
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| Lame nigga, same nigga, callin' me like, «Michael, I’m scared»
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| I, hug that nigga like Michael did Fredo
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| Kept it G like my K tho
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| Excessive force, leave a nigga no choice but a nigga better shoot his shot,
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| fatal (Fatal)
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| Bad boy, bad boy, tell me what you gon' do when the police kill your mama?
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| (Your mama)
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| Fuck that, I follow Obama when he kill the crackers that killed Breonna
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| (Breonna)
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| I take that charge, stick out my chest, confess to judge, «Your Honor»
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| (Your Honor)
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| I’m the truth, my ancestors pray for your honor and fuck your mama
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| How it feel for me (That's how I’m feelin')
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| To be all alone (That's how I’m feelin', shoot)
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| All alone (Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin')
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| How it feel for me (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin')
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| To be all alone (Shoot)
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| All alone
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| How it feel
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| 'Til the brawl finished, but we all been in
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| Niggas superhero, can you call in it?
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| In an' out problems, never solved any
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| But we got the work down to Albany
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| Keep a long order, it’s a tall order
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| Murder after murder, people y’all killing’s
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| Our aunts, uncles, our grandchildren
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| Can’t ask for it, gotta take that shit
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| Ain’t no repentance, eye for an eye, we want our vengeance
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| Life for a life, he kill your fiancée, kill his wife
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| Same for his father, generations of sons and daughters
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| It’s hard to stomach, they say I sound like Ali Mohammed |
| I say you got me, we livin' under these fuckin' Nazis
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| What you expected? |
| People riot, then you respect it?
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| And a split decision, gotta pick a side with this division
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| But we ain’t fit for livin', we can’t protect our women and children
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| Man, we get sick, that Jake gon' give us some Clorox as Penicillin (Ha)
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| Experimentin' in Tuskegee, showed me you would deceive me (Forreal)
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| As the city burned down and the night fall
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| '96 Impala, we just bouncin' like it’s ball
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| This ain’t the '90s, and the youngings, I ain’t scared, y’all
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| The water boys, they might shoot back at the red dawgs (Oh)
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| I tell 'em plot plans, strategize, organize (Yeah)
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| Immobilize a secret army and stay unified
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| How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
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| (That's how I’m feelin')
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| To be all alone
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| (That's how I’m feelin', all alone, shoot)
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| All alone, yeah
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| (Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin')
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| How it feel for me
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| (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin')
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| (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
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| To be all alone (Shoot)
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| (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
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| All alone
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| (Now fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin')
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| How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
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| (I mean the truth is)
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| To be all alone
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| (I'm a human, you a human, skin color aside, riddle me this)
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| All alone, yeah (How dare I speak pace to a manic?)
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| How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
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| (The fuck does that make me? I mean, you motherfuckers can bend your knees man)
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| To be all alone (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
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| (Fold your hands and your Bibles and pray as much as you motherfuckin' want but)
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| All alone
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| The art of not fightin' back was brought to us by Christianity
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| That was given to us by our oppressor
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| So you continue to follow that, you continue to follow them
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| I be goddamned
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| I tell you what, nigga, you see me down bad, motherfucker on my ass
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| Nigga, don’t fail me, nigga, help me, nigga
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| I’m tellin' you that, nigga, while I’m right here, nigga
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| Nigga, I’d do the same for you
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| No cap, nigga
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| That bullshit ain’t 'bout nothin' |