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Black Cop

KRS-One

Return of the Boom Bap

1993

black cops in cars profilin
Hardcore kids in the West got stress
In the East we are chased by the same black beast
The black cop is the only real

I don't need no shooter, nigga
(ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
One gunman
(a ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
I just dress in all black with my

I was born a ramblin' man with
Swamp water on my hand
Daddy died so young and I had
To help momma get by
So I learned how to sing those songs
I

Black black black black is Beautiful
Black black black black is Beautiful
Black black black black is Beautiful
Yeah
Black black black black is

Yeah, black, black, black, black 
Black power, black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, black power, white powder, white powder
Black

Heal Yourself

HEAL

H.E.A.L.: Civilization Vs. Technology

1991

The girl's possess by the basehead demon

Chorus

(mc lyte)
In elementary, lyte had the jordache look
Like me and any other kid who cared about books
But then

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Hello, my name's Clint Eastwood.
And a lot of you remember me as that little black kid
on Different Strokes. But there's another,
darker side of me

Y'All Scared

OutKast

Aquemini

1998

Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared

(Damn, Machu
Why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
Yeah, like I'm Clint Capela
I'll slam on yo, like I'm, huh

I'll slam on yo bitch like I'm Clint

Build it from the bottom use planning and patience
Teach our kids that Black money's amazing

Black money black black money
Black money black black money

I'm Black

Marsha Ambrosius

Time Is Money

2006

ancestors was raped by somebody white
(I'm black)
So I like to sing dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
(I'm black)
Sort

I'm Black [Edited]

Styles P

Cornerstone Mixtape March 05 #70

ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like

divine and I'm made in God's image
Don't want my kids to feel my pain so I always tell my children
That beautiful is black, don't ever let them tell you

With the black
In it, black hoodie, consciousness
And black fact
Yo, a young kid was shot, is the cry we heard
Like Emmett Till
It was tears and hearts

leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food

Chilling in Japan, Hattori Hanzo
I'm hard to find like, Waldo
Patches on my jacket, like Bondo
Dance in the dark, black mambo
Living my life for

Iron Man

Sir Mix-A-Lot

On the Rap Tip

1989

(*background is Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," performed by the group Metal Church*)

(*chanting*)

[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too

apartment like "Yeah!"
Fall when I hit the target like "Yeah!"
Y'know how it be, yo!
Rep that hood, Clint Easthood
Neighborhoods never sleep good, I make it

Black power, Black power, white powder
White powder
Black power, Black power, white powder
White powder
Black power, Black power, white powder
White

Black

Dave

Black

2019

us we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens
Black is watchin' child soldiers gettin' killed by other children
Feelin' sick, like, "Oh shit, this

feel more broken than black
More sunken in sadness, anchored in anger
I harness this hardened heart and hardship surrounded by darkness
Despite the white

Take It Back

Logic

Everybody

2017

make sense
But it is what it is
You know, he grew up, her callin' him a nigger
The kids at school callin' him a cracker
Identifying as black, looking

turn my back
(Uhh........ Uhh....Uhh..Uhh)
My soul, yeah
(Tutu,Tutu)
Black man soul
(Black man soul yeah)
Black man soul yeah
(Black man soul yeah)
Black

Point The Finga

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
Niggas love to point the finger
Boom, boom,