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If they judging by appearances how they treating my color way
I swear ain't no comparison
What a time to be alive better cherish it
Money on my mind

I'm with Louis cooking up
I feel like Huey, who?
Watch the boondocks
I'm not trying to watch a movie
Got a girl and she don't want listen to me
This

our country to tears
If your heart never opened to Harriet, Malcolm
Martin Luther King or Shirley Chisholm
If you never listened close to Huey or Angela

and oppressed
Live in fear of speaking up
Scared to end up like the rest
Mlk showed me that i could dream Malcolm said by any means
Huey gave me black power

of condemn
I'm this jungle we call the town in the city of sin
Where niggahs start packing 9's by the time they run 10
And by the time they 18 they locked up

do the drive-by shooting
Alphabetically recline my Uzi, pow, and let em try and find my SUV
All you rappers all Sci-Fi movies, got me tripping off

Jordan do the drive-by shooting
Alphabetically recline my Uzi, pow, and let em try and find my SUV
All you rappers all Sci-Fi movies, got me tripping off

for that I would fight
Yea that girl I need her by my side

Jay, how you do it every time
Jay how you getting all them dimes
Jay, how you do it every

adolescence
Fueled by a strong desire, concupiscence
So long from what my mom taught me, all the lessons
How to treat a woman
Usher a man these confessions
Make

mean, no one's shot by an arrow.
You should understand how you're feeling
So you can communicate it within reason.
I mean paean pains to sorrow; new names

See I done dropped some blue strips
And now she wanna have my child
Yea I’m Slicker then a bitch
Shoes imported by my stylist
She be all up on my dick

hope you hear me out

They murdered Malcom, murdered Martin, murdered Huey 
Murdered Fred Hampton ran Chesimard to Cuba
Polices shoot at everyone

strength by reflecting on your weakest moments.
Papa was a rolling stone. 
Always dipping loading zone
Macaulay Culkin home alone
Didn't see him much
Mama

Yeah

This Is America
The Real America

Yo!

In beginning we were nothing but cotton pickers, In servitude 
Disenfranchised, fucked by the Justice

Production By Kofi Cooks

Engineered/Mixed/ Mastering by Huey P.

fake look like some dolls
Fake like the dream like the dream sold us
Claim we free but then they hold us
Guilty by the skin we molded
American pie

You new niggaz better learn  to move accord 
Rest In Peace to S.I. Huey P and YoungGod 

Salute to all my real niggaz on the yard 
Niggaz that stood

from Huey X
He is not like that no more
He might as well stick to streaming
Oh wait, he don't do that neither
The hell is Me Vs The World supposed to be

and get it on my own in case you asking
And focus on enhancing all the places that you lacking
Put it on the screen, no HD I be by my own damn self
Like I

a toast

Gotta make a toast for the gang shit
Ballin' down Cambridge, get to Huey home
We gotta aim it, boutta stage it
Keep my money in my hand, bitch, I

till the sun down
Flip you out yo new socks
You can't run now
Feel like Boondocks
Huey giving smoke out
Soon as my mood swap
I gotta have a smoke out

keep shutting down blind swordsmen
Like Kenshi, get bitches by the plenty
Death to many men, it'll be many
Now I take a sip of Ma, like it was Remy
I'm

on
Who gon be the one to let you know that you a hoe
And I just packed up every bag and sat it by the door
And you gon tell me everything you thought I

tripping about yo words Anything halo say go
I'm in field just like sum cleats neva played bout pesos
Rock a by my baby now he sleep dead up in that coffin