I'll never know the struggle of blacks, how it felt to them,
I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again
Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,
Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top
Everybody wearin' different colors like a racist,
And older women put a nigga on their bucket list
Had a woman bust it taking that matter right
And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.
Who you callin rapist
My ink pen so racist,
On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash
More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas
The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,
I decided my pride is just why i resist
Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance
They bought me a used cadillac,a year later it was used to blast blacks,
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