Who gon grant you to be RACIST Who gon grant you to be RACIST Who gon grant you to be RACIST That's not my style Get the fucc outta here
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People hate me because my skin Or the ways that I look at them Or is it becaus emy braids Sometimes swing all in they face Could it be pay nuthin Hang on the blocc cuz I don't give a fucc Or is ti because my flow Make a real muh fucca wanna lose control People hate me because they racist Actin like they neva seen a native goin places Muddy face and all Creepin up to attack and take out the frauds If you are here I suggest you bounce Unless you wanna see a tommy hawk split your mouth In other words Put that racist in his place Do what you gotta No matta what it takes
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Get stopped by the cops Cuz I represent Like it's my fault Your thoughts don't mean shit So they pull the race card, gang-related Group in this in a hoopty faded Who do they think they are Hatin on me cuz I'm raisin the cause My life, my mind, my choices Fucc what they think I ignore hatin voices Try to tell us how to dress And how to act And how to live Fucc that Well they can keep they balls
You put your hands up What what! ? You with the sticcer int he window It's a fuccin sticcer What are you doin with that in your window It's a fuccin sticker Put your hand up and get down on the ground THIS IS SOME BULL SHIT
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Don't you know I'm on top Wanted dead or alive by the world Cuz I'm bringing somethin hot I'm a killa that you can't stop Never once will you see tied down on the tracks in a knot I get chased cuz I hate Now I'm ready to fight If anybody wanna make it Bring the move right on And if your fuccin luccy At your funeral they will play this song
He lived life for love and good Now he's dead and gone It's his tim eor this world hatin Doin others wrong How come people build up courage To hate on someone else That's why I keep it underground Stay away from all the stress
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