Hard ER (feat. Feast OE)
Chill Smith
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Shut up 50 years ago they'd have you upside down with a fork up your ass He's a n*gger He's a n*gger A n*gger look there's a N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger Fresh out the hood to the suburbs got called a N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger Just a little story of a black boy Ok, once upon a time not long ago Young black boy riding his bicycle Going to my friend's house we were tight ya know 15 years old no vehicle Then a grown white man stuck his head out the window Passenger side and he called me a n*gger I ain't never met him I don't know the fuckin sicko And I ain't scared to fight, that's on sight, We can go though Told him suck my dick, you a bitch You ain't fuckin shit He got up out the wipe, he was big so I fuckin dipped Ok, raised in the hood seen some violent things as a kid Didn't know that going to the burbs will be a bigger risk And I would like to say I do hesitate to be out and about Cause honestly I feel I'm never safe And though it's filled with hate I like to know where all of my enemies are Calling me a n*gger to my face N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger Fresh out the hood to the suburbs got called a N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger Just a little story of a black boy Young and sixteen in the burbs Momma raised me in the church Homies raised me in the dirt Nana said to use my words Throw it in the air it's stuck Diminishing my character The race you runs unfair to us I'll f*ck it up get Karen's stuck Nappy as hell and I'm telling the truth Know you can tell cuz it's all in my roots Eating some melon and shooting some hoops According to y'all that's all that we do F*ck your opinion so f*ck out my face Guess I'm a nigga the f*ck can I say Call me a n*gger the worst you can say Call me a n*gger I'm catching a case Been tryna kill us since we was in chains No matter the year ain't nothing gon change The day it all ends I'll be in a grave Was thrown on a boat and then stripped of our names Treated like dogs and locked in a cage Why isn't the truth on ya history page Burned at a stake we turned to filets And yes the whole time they called us that name No stupid bitch not tryna follow you Why when I raise my voice I'm always being volatile I'm not black I'm OJ Ok here's a black thought You can kiss my black balls N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger Fresh out the hood to the suburbs got called a N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger N*gger Just a little story of a black boy White people Clap Ah clap Ah clap It's a mothafuckin' party Say clap Say clap Ya together Ah Yeah
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Written by: Lateaf Smith, Willis Smith III
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