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Ey, ey, check it out
Man, you need to get up out of spot man
And get a job man you get smoked man
I know you don't wanna it man
But, man, wait, hold up loc you've got man
my guns?

When I'm ridin' on the street I gunshots, rare shots
Swear niggas 'cause they're moms missed flips
So black man care about politics
In the ninety's, our so slick

I watch CNN and I realize
They're tricks on my mind
They want a man to work with his
Too young to die, and they give a damn

got down on her knees
But not no more, god damn it, I cheese
I'm on the move and show and prove
You might cry to my groove

Rest in peace, sauce brothers
I love you to death while my like a reef
In the of the night on the city streets
The only we got left is the beat

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, huh, it to me
All we got is the beat, the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, uh

Who brings into the USA?
And then makes sure they come around the way
Gain the points the whole race traps
And teach up my that she should call up the cops

The are hell, wait a, minute
There's nothin' we do but ride on top of an
Say the clubs, I get a job
Mouth to feed, somebody's gettin'

I worked, but I ain't workin' for crumbs
You ever a man-shelter? Check out the bombs
Brother of pain, their whole lives are
They spent every dime tryin' not to be

And all the ladies got of clothes
be your long lost momma, one never knows
The are like a nightmare
While the presidents secretary is chillin' in his leather

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, it to me
All we got is the beat, the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, uh

Lemon to a lime, to a lemon
When you need a toga-black, black linen
Your ripper's man applause he can't get a job
He gets up all of his family and like a slob

The black women don't
'Cause don't realize what it is to be a black man
In the mornin' a brother like a jerk
black women and white men go to work

So all women fear, the brothers real
'Cause they won't give us no jobs, that's the real
Hold my hand I get it all together
They don't deserve me at of bad weather

'Cause I'ma make it out the concrete
And there's way besides basketball
Let me go, let me do I do
I'm red, and green, then red, white and blue

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, it to me
All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, uh, give it to me

Ridin' in the you can feel the city heat
A little bit of grass and a lot of concrete
Creepin' I'm standin' on the
And you can get robbed if you

Paybacks a on the street
You're seein' teeth, ya hearin' funky beats
ride by real slow
You get leary when got tinted windows

Sittin' on the steps with a
I'm drinkin' valentine, I raised up front
My aunt Ellie always about God
me you never cried 'cause it's so hard
Government got a of a plan
But is born they ain't destroyin' this black man

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, it to me
All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, uh, give it to me

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, huh, give it to me
All we got is the beat, the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, uh, it to me

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