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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeFuck Your Ethnicity
Gather 'roundI'm glad everybody came out tonightAs we stand on our neighborhood cornerKnow that this fire that's burning represents the passion you haveListenKeisha, tammy, come up frontI recognize all of youEvery creed and colorWith that being saidFuck your ethnicityYou understand that?We gon' talk about a lot of shit that concerns youAll of you(Now everybody throw your hands up highIf you don't give a fuckThrow your hands up highNow I don't give a fuck if youBlack, white, asian, hispanic, goddammitYellow p, sugar p, fuck your ethnicity, niggaFire burning inside my eyesThis the music that saved my lifeY'all be calling it hip-hopI be calling it hypnotizeYeah, hypnotizeTrapped my body but freed my mindWhat the fuck is you fighting for?Ain't nobody gonna win that warMy details be retailMan, I got so much in storeRacism is still aliveYellow tape and colored linesFuck that, nigga look at that lineIt's sold out first dayGetting off workAnd they wanna see kendrickEverybody can't drive benz's, and I been thereSo it make it my businessStay giving my full attention, 10-hut!Man, I gotta get my wind upMan, gotta get down with GodCause I got my sins upMatter of fact, don't mistake meFor no fucking rapperThey sit backstage and hideBehind the fucking camerasI mosh pitHad a microphone and I tossed itHad a brain, then I lost itI'm out of my mind, so don'tYou mind how much the cost isPenny for my thoughtsEverybody, please hold up your walletsYeah man, I'm the mailmanCan't you tell, man?Going postal, never freeze upWhen I approach youThat's star struck and roast you, oh myHiipowerI'm tired of y'allCause everybody lied to y'allDo you believe it?Recognize them false achievementsIt's treason and I'm tylenolI knock out when you knock it offKnock on the doors of opportunityI'm too involved, I'm no activistI'm no einstein before calculusI was kicking in mathDropping that scienceLike an alchemist, and I beKicking that assLyrically, I'm ufc, if a ufoHad came for meI'mma come back with the head of an alienDon't alienate, my dreamsGet it right, get a lifeI got 2That's a metaphor for theBig shit I do, boyTmi, tsa, man I'm flyPut wings on my backThat a plane or angel? BothLike a pilot with a halo - whoaGrossI don't mean, nothingSo many things come throughThem, him, her, youHmm, hmm, hmm, hmmI'm just a messengerYeah I know life's a bitchGet the best of herPut them 3's upThey notice that we upHiipower and the power and the peopleAnd if they don't believe usThey'll die
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