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fair but life's not
And I'd be lying if I said I didn't care what whites thought
Or black people said, shit
Maybe it's in my head
Like a single
black in this white man's world - and all I heard was

Who, knows what tomorrow brings
In this world, where everyone's blind
And where to go, no
hands
And put our minds more at ease
Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy
We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine
Tryna clean up
if he try
To take a flight again
It's simple and plain
(plane) I let it fly when the flight come in
The white come in
You slow? Go to Google search
attitudes
That new black go you acting vaginal
The way they ran up in that capital had us in shock
Cause you can do whatever white in American
But if you
ARTHUR:  Yes.
DENNIS:  But all the decision of that officer have to be ratified
at a special biweekly meeting.
ARTHUR:  Yes, I see.
DENNIS:  By a simple
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
the barber and the black rooster little by little vanished in the air.

So the black bird spreads its wings upon the sea,
Flying over the clouds,
Far beyond
whoever hate ‘em
I levitate 'em like David Blaine
Black Ops state of mind
Play the game like campaign
Bumpin' Santana in the finest Copacabana
In Havana
a half-a-cake cash rule, flyin' at a fast rate
I smoked a black Dutch kept my hands clutched, I'm fallin' in lust
Spoiled, plus I played my hand like a royal
a half-a-cake cash rule, flyin' at a fast rate
I smoked a black Dutch kept my hands clutched, I'm fallin' in lust
Spoiled, plus I played my hand like a royal
(Yeah)
Movin' white back and forth over
Green like table tennis
Guap was pourin' in, my Glock was roarin'
At nineteen
Shots hit you like hydroxychloroquine
When the Capitol Hill's Insane In The Membrane
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Collective on the scene bringing change to the game
Simple
When the Capitol Hill's Insane In The Membrane
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Collective on the scene bringing change to the game
Simple
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
Yellow when I'm in the function
But that white gold for repatriation 
Cop the black gold, but I had to  add a couple links just to keep it hanging
We might
where i think my personal
Philosophy of life started
With that moment in my mind
I have always believed and thought since then
That my motion had to be
black in this white man's world - and all I heard was

[Chorus]
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
In this world, where everyone's blind
And where
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out
(Youngin' from Del Amo)
Black out, black out
(Belt by
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out (Youngin from Del Amo)
Black out, black out (Belt by
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
Twisted

Motivated by Greed they didn't want us to read,
They cut our bodies in half and spit on our seed.
In the 1640's John Punch Got Life,
He couldn't
getting too much
Shit ain’t black and white, it’s just more of Ku Klux
They say time always right, here, it doesn’t prove much
If I take a shot I just pray
or evergreen touch hair
You're black, white, beige, cholo
Descent, you're Lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities, left
You outcast, bullied,

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