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the pace of a bus Pushing the pace while I'm changing it up Bases been loaded Cases been coded Racially tinged when they chasing the culprit Chasing
Sitting on the front porch, drinking iced tea Racially nostalgic for the way it used to be The way it used to be, we could marry family tree And sit
the music coming, I did it faithfully I took a trip to the suburbs they judge me racially Basically i know its cause im black And im thumbing threw these
Producer 9-0 verse I wonder about the hypocrisy/just a kid wanna play monopoly Racially profiled and destined to be piled/driven in with a pile
on Judgment Day, you gon' blame me Look, God, it's the same me And I basically know now, we get racially profiled (throw your hands up high) Cuffed up
on Judgment Day, you gon' blame me Look, God, it's the same me And I basically know now, we get racially profiled (throw your hands up high) Cuffed up
discriminated Or racially profiled, I can look you in the eye And make a vow that I'll never make another assumption That you'll never be nothing to me, even if
the footing, my collar ain't wooden It takes more than an axe to tax, bless the children Physically, facially, racially made to be Crazily paid or G, what
of a racially motivated killin' 'cause them boys See a nigga as only a third of a human [Incomprehensible] Every time I see a cracker with a badge, I'm in awe
people riot (what) But we ain't never escapin' this virus (nah) To the cops that are racially biased (what) We no longer enable these liars You get 'em
cause I'm that greedy You got to feed me in stacks What up to Crakk Peedi State property, racially profiled State trooper stopping me, I'm low down Dirty
system Unprotected but respected for my own self Cause of talent, no shade, or nothin else A time of tension, racially fenced in I came off (and all
they like, "Woo" (I still got the combination) uh, uh (Who been lettin' all these wack niggas in racially anyway?) uh, uh (Welp, I guess I gotta be
and followers. So for a while, When Neil Young would come to town, he'd get Death-threats down in Alabama Ironically, in 1971, after a particularly racially
Mistaken identity You really got this one wrong Racially singled out He must have a gun And yet you get off with no time How can this be
death threats down in Alabama. Ironically, in 1971, after a particularly racially charged campaign, Wallace began backpeddling, And he opened up Alabama
nauseous Calculate the earnings, how we lost it on this dog shit? The circular slimey and we all bosses Racially profiled in the 'Ghini like I ain't
Racially inefficient, A malfunction prevalent in the system Blood rusts dry! On gears monkey wrenched with innocent life; However cogs refuse
talkin' 'bout Baby, I just bought a house Baby, ain't no shoes allowed Baby, my girl so goddamn tanned She look racially ambiguous, picture this I'm
this, it will all be over Shazam this shit while you still sober My tribe godly we a bunch a soldiers If shit go down you never know, ha Mixed racially
a negativity Discriminated racially there’s negativity U can’t even gridding that’s the reality Money in my head that’s my mentality I was a happy crazy ass
a juvenile And what it feels like to be racially profiled Visually pressed, cause how he's dressed Complexion of his skin and his nasal brim Time still rough
Never take pics my nigga with a pout Racially black but skin still brown Still Hit a high note nigga Chris Brown Can i laybuy your family But for keeps no
you see me where ever the paper be Dropping statements they working with agencies F*** the cops cause they profiling racially In to deep every night
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