Te Question, Pt. 1

What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I I'm a nigger a monkey, according to blogger chatter From the keyboards of anonymous republicans and liberal backstabbers Those same people claim this country was founded on Christian values So no matter I'm suspicious have no faith in lack convictions give no credence To anyone who praises a pale skin blue eyed Jesus It shows you are not authentic with yourself for believing fictions But believe Confederates fought for secessions But don't believe blacks depletions Is designed by America's leaders whose hate driven Now listen Coming from where I'm from devotion you get none Moneys more important than life so a fiend barters daughters and or a son For drugs to get numb Mentally fucked they grew up so pain they know some Cause wars they fight them They brawl they can't run cause in life they'll get judged from fucked situations That they had no control of Singing Sam cook with the hooks So change has to come so fun I don't want none Because it's better things I need to do mountains and mountains to move (Aye) Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats (And) Teach in our schools (And) Maintain laws they bang gavels And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you So what you gonna do Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats (And) Teach in our schools (And) Maintain laws they bang gavels And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you So what you gonna do? When immigrants left tea and crumpets for freedom of religion And landed on other continents and discovered indigenous living The pilgrims became murderous figures and condemned them to a financial prison That taught hate as a tradition with blood money nepotism For their mediocre children placed in powerful positions See Life they rigged it since the bible scriptures To political pundits senators judges fuck these honkeys and white Jesus So now I'm singing Coming from where I'm from devotion you get none Moneys more important than life so a fiend barters daughters and or a son For drugs to get numb Mentally fucked they grew up so pain they know some Cause wars they fight them They brawl they can't run cause in life they'll get judged from fucked situations That they had no control of Singing Sam cook with the hooks So change has to come so fun I don't want none Because it's better things I need to do mountains and mountains to move (Aye) Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats (And) Teach in our schools (And) Maintain laws they bang gavels And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you So what you gonna do Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats (And) Teach in our schools (And) Maintain laws they bang gavels And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you So what you gonna do? So am I wrong when we're in a warzone Anticipating drop boxes WIC goods and worn clothes But we get the CIAS cocaine and more dope With military paraphernalia with tactical scopes Our moms gone to keep the lights on And running faucets so no one's watching As we play cops and robbers Running off on the plug living contra Home alone with PCP and embalming Fluid the wet bandits in these trap houses fucked Where we evolved from being grimy to running a muck Coming from where I'm from devotion you get none Moneys more important than life so a fiend barters daughters and or a son For drugs to get numb Mentally fucked they grew up so pain they know some Cause wars they fight them They brawl they can't run cause in life they'll get judged from fucked situations that they had no control of Singing Sam cook with the hooks So change has to come so fun I don't want none Because it's better things I need to do mountains and mountains to move (Aye) Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths In white coats (And) Teach in our schools (And) Maintain laws they bang gavels And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you So what you gonna do Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths In white coats (And) Teach in our schools (And) Maintain laws they bang gavels And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you So what you gonna do? See, I will acquire counsels of accountants for loot Amounting to prosperity for our black youth To amend the amendments to the rules Cause in childhood Jesus didn't save us we asked what will Hov do And here I go rapping When I have my masters Trying to get signed to a master But I have a message But there's more I can be doing Fuck it!