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Could you tell me who released our instinct?
An' the white man sittin' there tickled
Laughin' at us on the
Bustin' caps at each after havin' brew

We can't ourselves
Too busy jealous at other's wealth
Comin' up is in me
But the black is full of envy

Too much stabbin'
While I look out the I see all the Japs grabbin'
Every vacant lot in my
Build a store and their goods

To the of sips
You know us po nappy hair and big lips?
Four or five on your crotch
And you expect "Uncle Sam" to us out?

We ain't but porch monkeys
To the average bigot, honky
You say up is a must
But we can come up, take a look at us

And all dope-dealers
as bad as the police 'cause ya kill us
You got rich when you slangin' dope
But you ain't built us a
So when can spend our money with the
Too busy gold an' Cadillacs

That's ya doin' with the money that ya raisin'
Exploitin' us the Caucasians did
For 400 years, I got 400 tears, for 400

Died last year from gang-related
why I got gang-related rhymes
But when I do a show ta kick some
Us blacks don't how ta act

I believe the hype, man
We're messin' up ourselves and the white man
But don't the finger you jiggaboo
a look at yourself ya dumb nigga you

Pretty soon won't be so nice
No Ice Cube, just Ice
And y'all sit and and cuss
But there's no one ta but us

Us will sing the blues
'Cause all we about is hairstyles and tennis shoes
An' if ya step on mine ya pushed a
'Cause I'll beat you like it ain't nothin'

Just like a
But I'm the first nigga ta out 'peace'
I beat my and children to a pulp
I get drunk and smoke dope

Got a bad heart
Still eat hog-mogs an'
Bet my money on the and the horses
Jobless, so I'm a hope for the armed

Go to church but they us
Wit' a of a blue-eyed Jesus
They used to call me
After all time I'm still bustin' up the chifforobe

No respect and know it
And I'm havin' more babies I really can afford
In jail 'cause I pay the mother
Held in life because of my color

Now, this is just a summary
Of us, but think it's dumb of me
To a mirror to ya face
But trust, nobody a fuck about