prowl, as the air gets thinner "Yo, yo, there he go, him", there's the dinner White meat, carryin' a bag of some sort Life is short, white meat is quickly caught A scuffle, a
no niggers here unless he is a cop" So the kid pull out a big baseball bat And them slap him with the bat just because the kid was black Now the kid
a break That?s when I close my eyes and see Coretta Scotts face Cuz Sometimes I wanna give up or at least take a break That?s when I close my eyes and
the alley (I followed him) he's dead He's datin yakos alli (she's awful) gives head Say what? your coat is red, he's just a white guy, I know He likes
I'm bankin' on Get Cha Kirk Franklin on, word, so get ya Ben Franklin on Just when you think it's wrong, one blink he's gone Father forgive us but we
me not steppin' You can fault me Yeah, I chill But we are about to split this muthafucka Like Sugar Hill See your man He thinks he's wise Tell him chill He
and robbin' us 400 years of that's what's inside of us Take a look at me now I'm really your creation A technological anti-human mutation A mutation of a
dump dump, bup bup And (They call it murder) Act stupid, the gat's shootin' We'll leave you there, leave you square Box style, box style, he who dares
glare, a generation's blank stare We better wake her up this time The kid I was when I first left home Was looking for his freedom and a life of his
money, money, money, money, so get with it Now it's a shame when you lame as a zero 'Cause blacks, whites, as well as Mexicans want Dinero And why you
to say that that's a diss, I was up at Khaled's house two days ago bitch Sippin on a Long Island ice tea with a white bitch That was just as bad as Ice
ya, mum He just says he does 'cus he fuckin' thinks ya dumb Mama, can't you see what he's tryin' to do to you and to me? Mama, it's so black and white
of a teacher my friends up the block gettin' fat sellin' crack to the preacher Johova's witness says he witnessed, but he never seen what he seeks is forever green, and he
that's askin' for it Wheezy, nigga it's Wheezy, nigga Who? Wheezy, nigga, it's Wheezy, nigga I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog That lil' boy's
chick Bumped into this dude who was drunk And a prick Ramblin' on about how He was gonna kill me Wow! I spilled a drink on his shirt But no- He insisted
nobody over here buying two white guys disguised as pro-black there's no slack for a Hartford college grad. In a fitted hat and a hunch bag, standing
Ill Will inside a ghetto heaven building With a Mac-11, stealin' your G's Screamin' Infamous Queens Forty-First Side kid, you know me I know the O-Z's are whiter
threes like Glen Rice Made men think twice about the sacrifice Black on white, write it for the world to hear Write it for my fam who not here who do