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Officer, you wanna you say gonna lock me up for telling you my story I told you No I did not touch you No I not doing anything to you you wanna put your hands on me It all started in Africa with the masters colony They ripped us gold, with damn diamonds Kings and queens, we strong Warriors, we black nation, Roc nation, rep the nations I'm animation Welcome to the white man's world is hard to explain First they came for the gold, they started taking dudes Sail away with the big boats, in this freaking chains Call it whatever u call, I call it slave trade Did all the hard Labor, America now Stronger than ever, still falling apart Greater than Great Britain still ripping apart 5.0 pick a piece another black down Hurricanes and wildfire, tornados and all He goes around he comes around he's taking them all Karma is a bitch and I F*ck her twice a week You know I do better, I make her cum quick What you talking about you gonna lock me up and all of this stuff When I'm telling you my story I am just trying to get you No the way you came at me was not right, Officer I'm in shock, there a lot going on Oh huh that's how you treat people Ages after ages finally we free from slave shit Is America baby I take you to the next Please take a deep breath, is time to play the game, Cheers Mr. officer please I'm here to say my peace Just like Luther, don't me judge with my skin Color is just the surface, don't take my soul please Years goes by, of course year went by Somewhere in the west, Cali N.W.A Screaming f*ck the po, make a dirty lice Trayvon gun down take your hoodie up They taking us down leave the hood and run Just for the dark skin America thing Pressure beyond Measure, they killing us all Like we back to sea, sailing with the big Chains All the way from African, West put the MAGA on What about the Ye smile? I guess is by choice What's your name sir What's your name sir You put your hands on me What is your name No I asked you a question I am trying to talk to this man Can I have your badge number please sir Yeah you'll have all that information, when I'm done I stand as one mic I can never back down Blacks don't crack we bounce back now They put us in boat and we buying Yachts now They put us in the steel chains we swaging gold chains now Whipping him hard, call it dirty ass 4 Negro My homie right there, I call him my Nigga Is funny how things change the government work you hard Welcome to the phase 4 building heavy walls Just to lock us up, men behind walls all across the USA What have we done wrong? just because we black? Or just because we are strong Dreads so long, what are u dying for? It Doesn't make sense you already got it all All the private schools, Dam, all the nice jobs Good homes and the big Farms To the Whites lives matters, conversation make me sick, we just need some peace
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