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Doo doo doo I grew up in a small town Where the trees bent towards the south Skipped church cause I knew too much To sit and shut my mouth Everybody loved their guns And government and God They wouldn't call it a lynching Just as long as they didn't get caught Doo doo doo I remember all the riots When the president was Black They said a n--- couldn't live in a house Built on his peoples back I don't think I saw color Until I was taught that I should And it's a shame because I'll never get shot For just wearing a hood What primal creatures, posing as divine Like its alright (its alright) It's alright (yeah, its alright) Brother your pigment ain't the same as mine So they'll stack the deck and play the victim Don't do much to keep it hidden That's tribal nature The white man burned the holy land The white men stole the promise land Spread the faith Preserve the race Block the pace, say it's manifested It's about greed, momma We are their machines, momma That's what I see, momma Assign a role to every color Every tribe And use the media and the law To keep them all inside the line What primal creatures, posing as divine Like it's alright It's alright Brother your pigment ain't the same as mine So they'll stack the deck and play the victim Don't do much to keep it hidden When every black kid gets a gun to the head Arab in the streets; shoot him down 'til he's dead Leave a generation of the J*ps mutated Burn all of the k*kes, but strip them naked All under arrest, bomb the east, digress Past the rest of the world Trying to say what's best Keep a white man in the oval office He should go to jail; he should have been out picking cotton Click, Click, Boom Goes the sound of explosions People on the ground seem to drown from emotions Say around town "its going down" so we post it Waiting on the outcome Why'd they pop malcolm Heard they want to MLK me JFK me Look how they trying to play me Like I'm crazy Guess im super psychotic A byproduct of my environment Diabolical plots Shots firin' Cops sirens Getting hot, call the firemen Call us tyrants Came to make a new america It's bullshit When you gotta get your truth from Terrorists OHHHH!!! Guess I'll wake you up again Let me take you further then Down the rabbit hole Where they're grabbing souls from the capitol Shrapnel killing our kids and kidnapping them What's happening All across america its mass hysteria They're scared of us We're young, black, been aware of ya Nonsense in the content on the conscience Digest in the projects We living in the mindset You live by the gun die by the gun Cause it's not where you're from but what you become So be free What primal creatures, posing as divine Like it's alright It's alright Brother your pigment ain't the same as mine So they'll stack the deck and play the victim Don't do much to keep it hidden Doo doo doooooo From presidential elections To war overseas Taking in our taxes This is truth Bullets in me Culture keep me complacent With pussy, money, and weed Face it we in the matrix What's it going to take to see Maybe another body 10 - 20 at least Maybe another body Lying out in the streets Maybe another body Shot up by the police Maybe another body Someone looking like me From presidential elections To war overseas Taking in our taxes This is truth Bullets in me Culture keep me complacent With pussy, money, and weed Face it we in the matrix What's it going to take to see Maybe another body 10 - 20 at least Maybe another body Lying out in the streets Maybe another body Shot up by the police Maybe another body Someone looking like me