Lyrics:
forced to forget oppressed
Yes I use that word I'll never digress
The distress when that realisation came
Living day by day seeing it in
All that I partake
And I got bars yo
Yeah
Only black kid in a school full of Ricans
Athiest
Getting taught lessons by a deacon
Telling me that God got all the answers I'm
Started from the bottom ya we started of with scraps
If I had no father by now I'll b selling crack
Just Yung black nigga tryna get the racks
Gud
(Super dead kids with super dead friends)
(You're inside my head, you're inside my head)
(Super dead kids with super dead friends)
(We got
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-ass Don died, and he shit in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
full of gory and mourning
Media using scare tactics
To make you fear black kids
And the catch is, you only hear distractions
Insidious acts
In cities
little life like this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin'
Yo I don't even know what the vibe is kid
All these different things seperatin us
It got me walkin this fence man
and I don't even know what side
GOTH KID
I am a Goth Kid
you must die killed
swords with drops of blood
they do turn me on
I am a Goth Kid
you must die killed
by me and my friends
of world peace
Where black men don't die, the women don't cry
And the little kids get provided for and play in the sky, what
[Chorus]
We ain't gotta
There's a kid out on my corner, hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungerees, but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made
[Kool Keith]
Yeah!
For the 2000 (2000)
Black Elvis (Black Elvis)
We get raw with this (hand me my guitar)
Tour bus packed (tour
time? (Time)
Lookin' at my kids through the blinds (Blinds)
Confinement mind (Confinement)
How you feelin' when you face a dime? (Time)
The truth be
What is a, what is a, black life, a black life
What is a, what is a, what is a black life worth
What is a black life worth
Does it really even matter
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-ass Don died, and he shit in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
Yeah
Good Kid
You see
I sit and think about my childhood as I'm approaching 25 (yeah)
Quarter century, mystery how I'm still alive (well)
Nothing
whites killin' blacks (all you wanted to be, a soulja like me)
Cops killin' blacks, and blacks killin' blacks (all you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja)
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout
And I was scared to let you go, even though you treated me bad
But I don't want my kids to see me getting beat down
By daddy smacking mommy all around
You
getting jumped by 7 kids that were taught that black was the Enemy while my teacher stayed steady watching like a referee
See these kid were any from 13
there is
Now picture me, 11 years old getting jumped by 7 kids that were taught that black was the enemy
While my teacher stayed steady, watching like
save a life
Racism isn’t born it’s taught by different cultures
Everyone can start to judge before they get to know ya
I’m not black but the media
Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alleged, full-fledged, sledge RZA
blunts by the carton
I like the chill and the thrill of the darkness
I can see the pen and pad if the blunt sparked kid
Why do you think I crave all this
.jpg/245px-Rocktoberfest_rocks_Cherry_Point_141016-M-BN069-126_(cropped).jpg "Clint Lowery")
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