| We the people
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| Wonder when this shit gon' change
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| Ask me, I say this shit won’t change
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| We the people
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| We just tryna get mo change
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| But they makin sure we get no gains
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| We the people
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| Even though we play so hard
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| We don’t fuck with ya kids, you prey on ours
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| We the people
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| We ain’t tryna wait on God
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| But mean while we gotta stay on guard
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| Uh, my president ain’t black right now
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| We got a racist in the white house
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| It’s so wack right now
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| The devil turnin up
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| He don’t know how to act right now
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| And I ain’t hatin' but where the real Kanye at right now
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| So I can’t sit inside a Starbucks and wait on my friends
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| They don’t even know me they hate me
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| They just hate on my skin
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| How disrespectful is these clothes gon' get
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| Call me the coolest monkey in the jungle
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| And act like I ain’t supposed to trip
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| They say slavery was a choice now — for real my nigga?
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| So they was like «fuck being a king let’s work in a field"my nigga?
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| Want me to call that bastard master after he killed my niggas?
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| Still in it been way more than 400 years my nigga
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| We the people
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| Wonder when this shit gon' change
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| Ask me, I say this shit won’t change
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| We the people
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| We just tryna get mo change
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| But they makin sure we get no gains
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| We the people
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| Even though we play so hard
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| We don’t fuck with ya kids, you prey on ours
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| We the people
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| We ain’t tryna wait on God
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| But mean while we gotta stay on guard
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| Listen, my patna he a chef
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| But they call him a cook
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| Don’t wanna give my man his props
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| Because of the way that he look (that's fucked up)
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| Havin what they say we can’t afford
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| They say that we took
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| Like our money from sellin crack
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| To all the babies we hooked
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| Nah
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| I got the same million dollars they got
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| So they should look at me like we equal
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| But I know they not
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| I gives a fuck
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| I eat up all of they kale and drank up they scotch
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| I’m still a nigga though
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| Even though I got what they got
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| And fuck a Waffle House
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| We don’t need that greasy ass shit
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| And that ole pile of police
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| Every time they see me ass, bitch
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| Bitch I go to Yale and can’t even fall asleep in the common room
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| Without having to show my ID, why me?
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| When I talk about the way these police is killing blacks
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| They be like «not more than y’all kill each other and that’s a fact»
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| Yeah it’s fucked up
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| But we ain’t here Serve &Protect
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| It’s y’alls motto
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| But to us it fell like Murder &Neglect
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| We the people
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| Wonder when this shit gon' change
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| Ask me, I say this shit won’t change
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| We the people
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| We just tryna get mo change
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| But they makin sure we get no gains
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| We the people
|
| Even though we play so hard
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| We don’t fuck with ya kids, you prey on ours
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| We the people
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| We ain’t tryna wait on God
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| But mean while we gotta stay on guard |