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If a black man is racist, is it okay?
When it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully's the victim they say,
By some
If a black man is racist, is it okay?
When it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully's the victim they say,
By some
brothers and sisters
I never had a dad to call my own
But as long lord as I can remember
Black mama she made a good home

I'm sure that most folks it
On the counter 
By your keys 
Was a book of numbers 
And your remedies 
One of these 
Surely will screen out the sorrow 
But where are you tomorrow

I
touch!"

I remember a time when we
Used and abused
And fought all our battles in vain
I remember a time we thought that
Passion was free
In the heart
have to find our own way

Life's not always very easy
There are times when it all feels black
But I tell you there is always a way

And the key
The old gunfighter on the porch
Stared into the sun
And relived the days of living by the gun
When deadly games of pride were played
And living
to be alone.

Your room is still and soft
As a jeweller's.
Incidental music coming down the hall
Remember when I never had to wait for you at all?
I
[Chorus:]
I remember (I remember) ohh 
When we used to hang 
On the porch, drinkin brew 
And now they drive-by (bay-bee) 
I remember (I remember) ohh
Always remember, story uh, laughter, remember your family
I was six years old when I fell down on Spencer Ave.
It was my aunt suzy?s house and I
remember, I've been workin' these ho's
'N they betta put my money in my hand

Now when it comes to getting bread I got the keys to the bakery
A lot of dudes
falling
Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
And this spell won't be broken
By the sound of keys scraping in the lock

Maybe
Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
And this spell won't be broken
By the sound of keys scraping in the lock

Maybe tonight it's
falling
Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
And this spell won't be broken
By the sound of keys scraping in the lock

Maybe
without a key
I'm only livin' half a life, without you here with me

When we made love, a love that felt so strong, I still remember
We were so deep in
I remember Cuca
With red lips and ink black hair
In the picture that I found
Underneath the stairs

I can see her dancing
When the music was low
A year in the hole had taken its toll When I
took a good look at me And what a surprise
the scope of my eyes could only see black
And I remember
what they want
Ladies and Gentlemen

Why is that when wrong is done by the black
It's blown out of proportion and immediately attacked
By the press
the T-O-P
From parolees to hold G’s, sold keys, low keys
We like the promised land of the OG’s
In the past if you picture events like a black tie
What
the T-O-P
From parolees to hold G’s, sold keys, low keys
We like the promised land of the OG’s
In the past if you picture events like a black tie
What
Lately I've been seeing things
Belly button piercings in the sky at night
When we're side by side
And I don't mean to rain on anybody's cabaret
halls
And still sometimes remember
The masquerade's forever

When you see the price they paid
I'm sure you'll come and join the masquerade
the struggle
I remember the shine
I remember they faces when they saw me shine
N**** I remember everything

Outside with no shirt (I remember n****)
Talked
) ohhhhhhh
When we used to hang
On the porch, drinkin brew
And now they drive-by (bay-bee)
I remember (I remember) ohhhhhhh
When we used to play
50 Bars of pleasure 50 bars of pain 
When I'm dead and gone niggaz gonna remember my name 50 

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Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy