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The only way to with racism if you're black

Well, seven in the I woke up to jog
out the door to inhale the smog
As I ran I began to
Should I produce or should I this summer?

Well just that I heard, "Stay where you are"
Before I stop I was hit by a cop car
I laid on the pavement I was hurt
Then a redneck cop out with a smirk

He said, "Ah boy, you better watch you run"
As he poked my with the barrel of his shotgun
I said, "Officer man, I do nothin"
He said, "What's word you niggazs use, ya frontin?"

"Well ya frontin, why were you running down the street?"
At this I had stood to my feet and said, "Wait a minute"
And that's he did it, he hit me in the face with his gun
I wasn't it so

On the ground was a of Snapple
I the bottle in his fucking Adam's apple
As he fell his partner for backup, well, I had the shotgun
And began to act up that

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The only way to deal with racism if black

I threw down the gun and began to run
I got back in no time and loaded the
First I took two clips and then I took two
I went out the 'cause by now they were right at my door

I took three and then I laid
They in shooting so I threw a quick grenade
It went boom a supernova
Badges, arms, legs, heads, were all over

I jumped out the fire escape to the street
And I started to run you I couldn't feel my feet
I was weak, I said to "Holy shit"
My shirt had with blood I didn't know I got hit but

There's no time to stop, no time to man
I'm in too deep with this everyday game
men are judged by their clothes
Black women are looked at as
So I as one of these niggazs
Can only rely on the of a trigger going

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Get your street knowledge, every know that, come again
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The only way to with racism if you're black

Well I staggered down the to an old bookstore
'The tree of life', yo D it ain't there no more
But when it was boy I was
in the basement is where they stuck me

When I awoke at the hour
Three black women had gave me a quick
I stayed a and escaped in a truck
Driven by two guys, Rakim and

"What the fuck" I asked as I there
"How many do you drive a day here?"
Chuck said, "Many" Rakim said, "Plenty it's an everyday
you're willing to sing a song"

Bo, bo, bo, clack, clack, clack, clack,
Get your street knowledge, posse know that, come again
Bo, bo, bo, clack, clack, clack, clack,
The only way to deal with racism if black

Bo, bo, bo, clack, clack, clack, clack,
Get your street knowledge, every posse know that, come
Bo, bo, bo, clack, clack, clack, clack,
The only way to deal with racism if black

Peace and love to DJ Scott he's in here still man