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The only way to with racism if you're black

Well, seven in the I woke up to jog
out the door to inhale the smog
As I ran I to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this

just that second I heard, "Stay where you are"
Before I could I was hit by a cop car
I laid on the pavement I was hurt
a redneck cop jumped out with a smirk

He said, "Ah boy, you better where you run"
As he poked my with the barrel of his shotgun
I said, "Officer man, I do nothin"
He said, "What's that you niggazs use, ya frontin?"

"Well ya frontin, 'cause why were you running the street?"
At this time I had stood to my and said, "Wait a minute"
And that's he did it, he hit me in the face with his gun
I with it so

On the ground was a of Snapple
I broke the bottle in his fucking Adam's
As he his partner called for backup, well, I had the shotgun
And began to act up that

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The only way to deal racism if you're black

I threw down the gun and began to run
I got back in no and loaded the nine
First I took two clips and I took two more
I went out the 'cause by now they were right at my door

I three shots and then I laid
They in shooting so I threw a quick grenade
It boom like a supernova
Badges, arms, legs, heads, cops all over

I jumped out the escape down to the street
And I to run you know I couldn't feel my feet
I was weak, I said to "Holy shit"
My shirt had filled with I didn't know I got hit but

There's no time to stop, no to explain man
I'm in too deep with this everyday game
men are judged by their clothes
Black are looked at as hoes
So I as one of uppity niggazs
Can only rely on the sound of a going

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The only way to deal with racism if you're

I staggered down the street to an old bookstore
Called 'The tree of life', yo D it there no more
But when it was boy I was
in the basement is where they stuck me

When I awoke at the 14th
Three black women had gave me a quick
I stayed a while and escaped in a
Driven by two guys, Rakim and

"What the fuck" I as I laid there
"How many guys do you a day here?"
Chuck said, "Many" Rakim said, "Plenty it's an everyday
When willing to sing a song"

Bo, bo, bo, clack, clack, clack, clack,
Get your street knowledge, every know that, come again
Bo, bo, bo, clack, clack, clack, clack,
The only way to deal with if you're black

Bo, bo, bo, clack, clack, clack, clack,
Get your street knowledge, every know that, come again
Bo, bo, bo, clack, clack, clack, clack,
The only way to deal with racism if black

Peace and love to DJ Scott Larock he's in here man