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Still Black
Wise Intelligent
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Little black boys and black
While a black man's sweatin'
Black niggas seem to go through all kinds of changes
Black, destitute of light, devoid of color
Enveloped in darkness, hence utterly dismal or gloomy
As the future looked black
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Yo Taylor, niggas been out the hood too long
Act like they done forgot what the fuck it mean to be black in the USA
He's back, wise, intelligent
Oh no, oh no
Maxine Waters, Calvin Butts
Mr. Bill Cosby, I got one question
What's the benefits of being black in America?
I feel ironic comin' all dark to me
Radio stations are questionin' blackness
They call us as black but we'll see if they'll play this
I push a black Dodge Viper, twenty inch chrome bladed
Most hated black man on the jurors tag
Black tinted windows, amps about to crack the pavement
Turnpike and it, master don't like it
'Cause the black state troopers wanna fuck with me
'Cause all they daughters wanna fuck with me
I'm Taylor Made, I keep a black dime piece ridin' shotgun
I got the Ingram MAC-11 and the shotgun
I got some black talons but I don't be wildin'
Invest a little money then I'm off on a island
I'm young black and ain't dead yet
My adversaries watch
These politicians just hate the fact that I'm black
And I'm still breathin', team still eatin'
While all your lily white youngins try hard to be black
While you kill us off, they confront, that's the difference
Act black, rap black but when the shit get black
In the hood, it's obvious who's dyin'
Just tryin' to live to see another day black
Bodies fill the prisons, the cemeteries and the soup kitchens
Politicians make it clear that bein' black is a fuckin' problem
Crackers play me like I'm 'bout to rob 'em
I got dough but the problem's bein' black
With no prayers are changin'
In the midst of all the gats bangin'
I remain the same
I'm young black, gifted and I long to know the truth
I look back, I'm often haunted by my youth
I see black bodies hangin' from the poplar trees
Now it seems everybody's into coppin' a key
We movin' black tops, we like migrant workers
Movin' block to block servin' Shangri-La
We tellin' black cops ain't no police in the hood
Keep runnin' with these slave traders and you may well get it
How many black youths? And copper tell me the truth
Gotta die by your gun before your gun get you
The quasi-black white rappers that the labels is signin'
Half these motherfuckin' wiggers don't know nothin' 'bout rhymin'
I know some black MCs who can use that deal
Flip that mill, us niggas got a nation to feed
I bleed black when I bleed, you can call me crazy
I can't deny it when I try, every day they remind me that
Black is a fuckin' problem
Crackers play me like I'm 'bout to rob 'em
I got dough but the problem's bein' black
With no prayers are changin'
In the midst of all the gats bangin'
I remain the same 'cause bein' black
In the hood, it's obvious who's dyin'
Just tryin' to live to see another day black
Bodies fill the prisons, the cemeteries and the soup kitchens
Heavenly Father forgive me for bein' black
To the death of me and I'll be back at the resurrection
Insurrection or whatever's first black
Wall Street build a fly young lady killer
Six-seven Chevy hit the sixteen switch in a black
Jurors next for the game like Kerry Kittles
I hate to chase son, kid you don't wanna let the black man live
P.D.'s camp kids on what it was, what it is and again shall be
Miss black America, when the black soldier holler
Pop your collar, don't just stand there, holler black
When you see me, I'm the truth like Beanie
So what your ma's white, your pops a nigga, girl you still black
Don't twist it, better yet don't forget it
Let a nigga hit it, better act like you know black
Is your only option, think I'm lyin'? Ask Kobe Bryant
Nicole Richie act like she don't see the black
Bodies fill the prisons, the cemeteries and the soup kitchens
Politicians make it clear that bein' black is a fuckin' problem
Crackers play me like I'm 'bout to rob 'em
I got dough but the problem's bein' black
With no prayers are changin'
In the midst of all the gats bangin'
I remain the same 'cause bein' black
In the hood, it's obvious who's dyin'
Just tryin' to live to see another day black
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Black power
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