Get your street knowledge every posse know that come again
 Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack
 The only way to deal with racism if you're black
 Well  seven in the morning I woke up to jog
 Rushed out the door to inhale the smog
 As I ran  I began to wonder
 Should I produce or should I tour this summer
 Well just that second I heard stay where you are
 Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
 I laid on the pavement like I was hurt
 Then a redneck cop jumped out with a smirk
 He said, ah boy you better watch where you run
 as he poked my side with the barrel of his shotgun
 I said Officer man I ain't do nothin
 He said what's that word you n----s use, ya frontin?
 Well ya frontin, so why were you running down the street?
 At this time I had stood to my feet and said Wait a minute
 And that's when he did it, he hit me in the face with his gun I wasn't
 with it so
 On the ground was a bottle of Snapple, I broke the bottle in his
 fucking
 Adam's apple
 As he fell his partner called for backup well, I had the shotgun and
 began to act up with that
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 Well I threw down the gun and began to run
 I got back in no time and loaded the nine
 First I took two clips and then I took two more
 I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
 I took three shots and then I laid
 They rushed in shooting so I threw a quick grenade
 It went boom like a supernova
 Badges arms heads legs cops were all over
 I jumped out the fire escape down to the street and I started to run
 you
 know I couldn't feel my feet, I was weak, I said to myself Holy shit!
 My shirt had filled with blood I didn't know I got hit but there's no
 time to stop no time to explain man I'm in too deep with this everyday
 ghetto pain
 Black men are judged by their clothes
 Black women are looked at as hoes
 So I as one of these uppity n----s
 Can only rely on the sound of a trigga going
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 Well I staggered down the street to an old bookstore
 Called the Tree of Life (Yo D it ain't there no more)
 But when it was boy I was lucky
 Cause in the basement is where they stuck me
 When I awoke at the 14th hour
 Three black women had gave me a quick shower
 I stayed a while and escaped in a truck
 Driven by two guys, Rakim and Chuck
 What the fuck I asked as I laid there How many guys do you drive a day
 there? Chuck said many, Rakim said plenty it's an everyday thing when
 you're willing to sing a song...
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 Peace and love to DJ Scott LaRock he's in there still