[Verse 1: P] I am a guy But call me nigga, please Nigga please, you see that white boy, that's a b Nigga ain't a color, a mindstate, you diggin' me? not, I get it tho But all them white boys blowin' weed they some too The difference is they got white Cops will me but I doubt that they kill 'em too This a stab or a jab But I'm kinda mad they ain't treated like a villain too His weed is good as mine, his gun than mine And he motherfucking too Now if my make you hate me then I hope you go blind And can't see what children do Now sound kinda harsh But you feel like I feel if you had black children too Racism you sayin' and I shoulda have your man Sittin' there with the face A dickface, you a And what you gonna to with all the people a mixed race America is a sick (you know) But we it to be good This is big city that we spreadin' worldwide Coming from a humble nigga out a poor hood, ghost
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[Verse 2: Kweli] Life of a guy Travel the would with the name of a Muslim man Now there are up- and some downsides The downside is niggas get their spinal shattered in police vans I ain't a Muslim but my is Grew up Christian now I'm sorta spiritual I know cliché I see colors in the We switch it up, you see the mix it up like a DJ You say you're hating on race, huh And that you're colorblind and you like Like that's some kind of like you can't get punched in the face, huh That's why the and the Sikhs being abused by Islamophobes Extremism is ugly no matter or where People who don't believe in god all the time The Bible more than the Quran, you see what's in there? Ain't no belief system got a monopoly on all the I a man by his actions and by his enemies But they show themselves without a good reason ain't a TV show, nigga They think they know the hood cause they seen The Wire, the good I don't your sympathy I don't need your empathy your is not required here That's why hidin' on the Internet 'Cause all that 'Nigga'-shit you're writin' will probably get you fired, up, too