The N Word

Lyrics
[Intro: Samples] "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" [Verse 1] People that fought, but what were they fighting for? All of our rights ignored, or rights to a word? Innocent lives lost, ignorant minds Holdin' the power to pause, or any power to search I'm looking to find a source Maybe the wounds started healing with time Or it's something we've learned Or maybe it's a bunch of individual beliefs Cause there's always someone trying to give you that speech [Hook] Like what did you call me? I ain't no nigga though I know you didn't know But I ain't no nigga though What did you call me? I ain't no nigga though I know you didn't know But I ain't no nigga though [Verse 2] People that fought, but what were they fighting for? All of our rights ignored, or rights to a word? What seem to ignite us more? Invoking riots and breaking silences at the sight of a bigot at work We fighting with picket swords Swinging at fences like Barry Bonds Swinging for fences while straining our shirts I meditate on it while I inquire the God [testing?] the choir I'm trying to enjoy some quiet in church No answers in Heaven though, just some more questions I did a little reflecting and came back the same way But if changing a bad neighborhood to be good is good Then why isn't changing bad words the same thing I see it as words having power if you let 'em have power I ain't letting no term control me As if it was your meaning that was holding me back But there's always somebody trying to overreact [Hook] Like what did you call me? I ain't no nigga though I know you didn't know But I ain't no nigga though What did you call me? I ain't no nigga though I know you didn't know But I ain't no nigga though [Bridge] Gods, niggas, kings—call it out Gods, niggas, kings—call it out Gods, niggas, kings—call it out Gods, niggas, kings—call it out Gods, niggas, kings—call it out Gods, niggas, kings—call it out Gods, niggas, kings—call it out If words are real, then which are you? [Intro: Samples] "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!" "God!" "Niggas" "King!"
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Credits
- Writers
- Frank Drake
- YC the Cynic