Lyric I m Black - Scarface

Lyric Song I m Black: They try to take advantage of a nigga cause I m black
They lookin at me strange so I m lookin at they ass back
I got a little problem so I m writin you a note
A letter to the KKK from the black folks
I m tryin to get it on tryin to check the grip
and there goes officer cracker tryin to sink my fucken battleship
Turnin on his flashers callin up the dogs
now my Lexus Coupe is flex surrounded by the hogs
Snatchin out my seats tellin me I sell dope
am I on probation or parole I tell em fuck no!
Tell me mister officer what s the problem
what s the matter
Why you gotta treat us like scum Is it that a
nigga s doin a tad bit better than you
and brutality is all that you crackers can do
and mark me up for resistin yo ass
when in reality officer friendly kicked my ass damn!
You overflex your authority too
Put your foot in my shoe and let me try on your boot
So I can run it in reverse
you can treat me like god and I can treat you like dirt!
The 22 years I been here I saw
motherfuckers disrespect god before they disrespect the law
but yo I gots ta diss em
cuz I refuse to be mislead by this ungodly system
mister president I beatin on yo back do
I make yo mind doin rap but I m black doe nigga
"We are United States of America You honestly believe
just because you wear bags that means you care
You have the right to abuse and treat my people like
they re animals on the street I ll be damned you re
bloods will flow with the hands of the black man
in the same streets that you killed me and my brothers in"
Mister mister officer mister officer mister sergeant
Just because I m young and I m black I m a target
You say I m sellin dope but you fake
cuz young dope dealers flash cash and make mistakes
and besides we ain t dealin no mo
look at my hood we ain t killin no mo so
everybody s yellin peace
The only war that s goin on is goin on with the police
cuz they ain t stoppin with the bullshit
If they could they d lock us up with some chains and swing a bull whip
cuz they figure they re the master
and they can take you to jail or take your lifes
them sorry bastards
That makes me wonder why
the five o can determine if we live or if a nigga dies
and to me that shit is bull
only god can take life but I still gotta watch the law
It s bad enough I watch the next G
but even worse I gots ta watch the motherfuckers who protect me
They fucken packin gats yo
They serve and protect they don t respect cuz I m black hoe
"Every black man that is a car jacker will start jackin
police cars and watch jaw brains shad on the dashboard
Why when you pull us over you show us your pistols before
you aks us for our drivers license Somethin is not right!"
Rollin through my hood in my motherfuckin dropper
Gettin tailgated by a motherfuckin copper
But I ain t got respect for you motherfuckin dickheads
cuz y all was straight hoes back in school nerdy shitheads
I finally figured out why you bitches roll in packs
cuz niggas who ain t shit talk loud and pack gats
You got a fucken pistol now you think you re a VIP man
but you can get cut becuase you d be just like the next man
Holdin me for nothin
Runnin my fucken license plates
My plates come clean
You call the DEA
The DEA
says I m a known drug dealer
straight born killer
a motherfuckin wig splitter
He don t know shit about a nigga but I m black
As far as he s concerned all niggas push crack
and plus I m 22 that really makes em check
a drop top Benz Lexus Coupe no respect
I gotta be doin long I m hidin somethin from the demons
He gotta be stringin yale let s play someone that s pregnant
cuz niggas can t have shit but I m a motherfuckin troop
You come to us like Luke
Undercover David Duke
Mister David Duke
Mister officer
Mister mister master
I m pickin out your coffin sir
Die motherfuckers I ll send your folks my worst
a breast of pig in a motherfuckin hearse
So fuck you motherfuckers punk bitches take that
cuz I m real with the shit that I speak cuz I
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