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Negro in genocide, going against society
Come in all varieties, observe as the wind blows
The next anger, leaving him eternally froze
When you're a negro in genocide, going against society
Come in all varieties, observe as the wind blows
A grip on life all a nigga want to hold

Profusion thoughts leaking like song birds
Vocals absurd, eyes of the beholder
Thoughts his bond was his word
No longer meshed in her heart, broke sacred crest
Hidden words now in 3D, Benedict Arnold rest

Strike back of the black sheep, get it how you live
Niggas get revenge, but they won't forgive
Through the soul growing up with no love as a kid
Homey kliental, might have to do that three year bid
Urban themes, engage in sporadic scenes

The ring is the globe, objective barter means
Esteem, built on your very means
When no longer sheens
Broken dreams turn into fiends
Three hundred years of the same theme

Raped my mama, now we got different shades on the team
Brother thinks he's better cause skin tone a lighter beam
Mister Whitee brainwash the weak working in fields
Picking cotton, while he breakfast on meals
Then you're asking me what's the deal?

Keep the deck, retrospect, verbal tec, set my mind at ease
Erect label, collaborated with P
Slanging tapes oversees, use to be burgers & cheese
Flipping at mc'sdees from that job, had to at ease
See the pen is my friend, especially when it bleeds
The oppression of the silent man's creed

When you're a negro in genocide, going against society
Come in all varieties, observe as the wind blows
The next anger, leaving him eternally froze
When you're a negro in genocide, going against society
Come in all varieties, observe as the wind blows
A grip on life all a nigga want to hold

Now when I, sit back and think, it's just me and the world
My thug niggas backed up, but, it's just me and my girl
Trapped up in the hood, where there's no way out
Misunderstood by every word out of my mouth
I try to maintain, but, stress will have me going insane
In my heart's anger, bottled up with the pain

I try to drown problems out with weed doing my brain
But, I got to hold my head, and keep doing my thang
On the verge of "blacking out" and just losing this shit
I'm holding on to sanity, but, it's like I'm losing my grip
I got to stand strong, and put down them thoughts
Hesitant with my words, but I'm crying for war

Screaming f*ck the world, even worse, I'm trying it raw
It's a big man's game, if you're crying, you're lost
They're applying the force, just to keep your mind off course
Building prisons all day, while bums lye on the floor

What kind of world it this, we ain't even close to equal
Live a life a crime, because cause my people need doe
But we know, we can creep slow to sequels
Number one thug nigga better yet, negro 'cause I'm a

Negro in genocide, going against society
Come in all varieties, observe as the wind blows
The next anger, leaving him eternally froze
When you're a negro in genocide, going against society
Come in all varieties, observe as the wind blows
A grip on life all a nigga want to hold

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