We kung-fu that jack black/
Goddamn, the boy's back
The jiggas and the tips
Stories we were told as kids
A lesser measure of beggar kids
I only got four minutes
Fuck, clean up on aisle six
I try and respect kids
Twista finna get up on the track
But i still rap like a black
It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.
I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit
I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening
Half the kids, trapped in this, black abyss, of criminal life thinking
Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids
But i'm fucking tired of seeing kids called black shit by private school fucking white kids
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