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[Intro] Hi, my name is Laney, and for the Fourth of July me and my family have decided to blow up Bin Laden. There's a watermelon in his stomach and a hungry melon in his head so, this should be pretty exciting and major and we tend to do this a lot so. . [Sample] I always feel like, somebody's watchin' me [Regis Sample] Billion dollaa dollaaaaa [Epic] See, I'm a product of slavery The eighties made me So I'm shady And you could say I get it from daily Coke flow A nigga got hard in the eighties Got a little bush ?, sayin', "Fuck you. Pay me." Avery, we buildin' big prisons ova here The home of the bishop, big pimpin' ova here Ova here? Young dudes is thinkin' his life Got a 10-year bid so we payin' the price It's aight Pops and the mama a hype So why the hell could ? media tellin' me I'm right Fit to the description of young niggas ballin' at night (All could suffice, yeah his pistol was right)? Ova here! [Hook]x2 I always feel like [Ova here!] Somebody's watchin' me [Ova here!] And I have no privacy oh oh oh [Watchin' you, watchin' me, sometimes it gets hard to sleep on these streets like] [Illekt] Ayo stop And take a look At what's a around you From ? to soundview Red and blue lights flashin' everywhere You are not prepared I can feel it in the air Yo, they watchin' me Clockin' my moves So I proceed With caution, B Move like a apparition Heart in the streets Tar in the beats It's a fact that I'm trapped by this patriot act Government still supplyin' the crack What you buyin', Jack? Cameras spyin' No denyin' that When they play it back It's a wrap You better start pullin' up the slacks 'Cause it's 20-to-life after that And that's the aftermath Of the fiber-optics in the projects And it don't stop there Pretty soon there'll be cameras Everywhere Everywhere You are not prepared And that's why That's why… [Hook]x2 [Jasson] Back on the scene Spinnin' Idi Amin Last king of White America, if you know what I mean An Israeli nightmare, but a black man's dream You call it hate in my heart I call it doin' my thing Jasson Perez, I'm like the '07 Ice Cube White folks gotta hate themselves just to like, dude You know how I do I'm just a kid from the urb Usin' these words Getting' on these crackers nerves I know it ain't right How I talk so white Talk shit about whites Say cracker in here But I mean to offend Each and every one of them Who used to make fun of him for the color of his skin [Oh no!] Here we go On some power to the people And here I thought this high-yellow devil was a ? little negro I know, I should tone it down Shut the fuck up, cracker There, you happy now? [Hook]