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Artist: Talib Kweli, Dead Prez and Banner
Album: Free Mix
Ridin'
by: [email protected]

David

I'm a place
You gotta let yo' nutz hang

Where crakas used to cut your stomach open
Just to let your fuckin' hang

Right in front of the kids

I might as split your Whig
'Cause that's just what the did

But now I'm the new Nat
Spreadin' something to the
Like Sojourner, Man, the

Fuck a
? I but you in doubts ?
And go "Woof"

He dead
pledge

There's a stank up in the
Or a up in the White House

Shootin' bullshit
Man, it's props
Here in
But hit this

Warriors play
the bottles

Cock AK's (YEAH!)
on KK's (YEAH!)

With the boy
Or the Two
And the

Given Dead on your
a Wristband
You a Man
Nigga, Stand

Don't it
you really
Ain't a Nigga,

Don't it
'Cause you
Ain't a Nigga,

(YEAH!)

Don't it
you really
Ain't a Nigga,

Country boys, boys
Cadalacs, Rolly
Whatever...long as we

Pretty girls, boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a a walk
Now that we

Dead

Yo'

Niggas is not
Niggas follow the
Niggas think if You
Then You be on the TV Show

is hypocritical
Crackas rob and shit on You
'Cause see You do what do
know freedom is powerful

Niggas is very
If we see it, we it's true
few niggas make a move
And less'll see it through

Crackas make up the
Then call us the criminals
Crackas all the loot
And we just get the

will rob and shot on You
Crackas will a bomb on You
Niggas is having
Crackas is having

sing the blues
That's the spritual
But You say GAWD is You
ain't really hearing You

Crackas to capitalize
Them a lie
say if You don't ?unionnize?
Then You'll die

I hate callin' niggas
So I'ma it backwards
I ain't got now love for
I love callin'em (CRACKAS!)

Country boys, boys
Cadalacs, Rolly
Whatever...long as we

Pretty girls, boos
On the boulevard, in the
a long a walk
Now that we

Talib

Yeah!

I call myself

'Cause be
on the floor
And they
My
You that the block
Is a of me
Fighter
Like Carter be
It's deep how the knowledge beef
'Cause it ran a code inside of me
practical, not scholarly

Now why do I myself
A
You ask me
Who's got my
When the cops me
Ya'll can

Can the train
Or the Caddie

they call You
Nigga they of You
They You
So
If is gone
Be Niggas
that's what the
Fuck I to be

Now

a badge of honor
And say that
Shit's
It's than
Just a
We the shit
Like a 'bird

it down through
Generations,
You out and say it loud
The first
Of
To Our Nuts and
Say it
Country Niggas or Niggas
Tupac Niggas or Biggie
In the coridor, or door,
And all my Mississippi
We
All
The North, the East, the West, the
And if a boy say the shit
still get punched
Right in the

Country boys, city
Cadalacs, Royce
Whatever...long as we

Pretty girls, ghetto
On the boulevard, in the
a long a walk
Now that we

2x]

All got for You
Is a Cell my
want You
Dead or in
Without Rebel my

In the
It's similar to
My
But we gonna up
And well
My