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I wish I didn’t get searched when I come through customs.
I wish Christians stop beefin’ with Muslims,
Wish the poor didn’t have to take welfare,
Wish America had universal health care…
Cause ain’t no help here.
Though the meek shall inherit the earth, but don’t forget:
The poor are the ones who inherit the debt.
I’m only trying to show you how black niggas live,
But you don’t want your little ones acting like this.
Lil Amy told Becky, Becky told Jenny,
And now they all know the skinny.
Lil Joey got his durag on,
Driving down the street blasting Tupac’s song.
I don’t know what’s better: getting laid or getting paid.
I just know when I’m getting one, the other’s getting away.
My limo driver’s white, my attorney black…
‘Show me some love’ like I’m Bernie Mac.
You know that one auntie, you don’t wanna be rude,
…But every holiday, nobody eatin’ her food.
Alright, it’s getting really close to the election day.
I’m voting; please don’t cut off my Section 8.
As soon as pastor pass the collection plate,
I’m like, ‘Shit, I’m trying to stack for a Escalade!’
You could either ignore this advice, or take it from me:
Be too nice, and people take you for a dummy.
This country of ours was built on violence;
If your ass got in the way, you was killed in silence.
And these been the ways since back in the days:
Just ask the Indians or the African slaves.
Nah, I don’t really have to spit nothin’ too complex,
I just rep for my hood, and it sound correct.
I’m not enthused by these rap dudes.
All in they videos, posin’ half nude, with all of them tattoos,
Til I blacken they eyes and have them lookin’ like raccoons.
You know that one auntie, you don’t wanna be rude,
…But every holiday, nobody eatin’ her food.
Thought kissin’ ass was in my blood type? Oh, negative.
The IRS’ll never sweat me or even put up a fight…
Cause I’m sure I’ve paid more in taxes than you’ve made in yo’ life!
I got a problem with spending before I get it…
We all self-conscious, I’m just the first to admit it.
First I snatched the streets, then I snatched the charts.
First I had they ear, now I have their heart.
Rappers came and went…I’ve been here from the start.
I seen them put it together, watched them take it apart.
What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal on the hottest rap label around?
But he wasn’t talking ‘bout coke and birds, it was more like spoken word,
Except he’s really puttin’ it down.
If I upset you, don’t stress. Never forget
That God isn’t finished with me yet.
I feel His hand on my brain…
When I write rhymes, I go blind and let the Lord do His thang.