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