Slick Talk
Don't get this shit confused
This has nothing to do with race, but everything to do with greed
Tell me why being black in America is a fucking sin
Last time I checked we're the reason why you colonizers rich
Last time I checked our obedience only came from a whip
Last time I checked I was a whole man not three fifth
Your math is wrong especially if we comparing dicks
But I get it you probably mad cuz we probably fucked your bitch
You choose to retaliate by keeping down a whole race
I can't blame you, I would probably do the same shit
You tell other white folks we're interior so they feel brave
While your financial system categorize us all the same
You're either poor, less poor, or less less poor
While the motherfuckers above you, yeah they're rich
So fuck it imma pull up with the chopper
I can ask the questions later
Paint me out to be a monster
But you are the sole creator
I don't mean to be a preacher
If you really think about it
In the eyes of the real leaders
We are all really niggas
Niggas in the sense we're slaves
Running in a rat race
Trading freedom for a some change
Can't take your change to the grave
And if you wanna be saved
Give ten percent of your wage
Bow your head and pray
To the all whitey god
Oops all mighty god
It's all a façade
Call it Mardi Gras
If you're god is real, why your kids have to die
School shootings get sensualized in the media
Televised cop killings gotta meet criterias
Tell me why
Ask yourself why
Why
This has nothing to do with race, but everything to do with greed
Tell me why being black in America is a fucking sin
Last time I checked we're the reason why you colonizers rich
Last time I checked our obedience only came from a whip
Last time I checked I was a whole man not three fifth
Your math is wrong especially if we comparing dicks
But I get it you probably mad cuz we probably fucked your bitch
You choose to retaliate by keeping down a whole race
I can't blame you, I would probably do the same shit
You tell other white folks we're interior so they feel brave
While your financial system categorize us all the same
You're either poor, less poor, or less less poor
While the motherfuckers above you, yeah they're rich
So fuck it imma pull up with the chopper
I can ask the questions later
Paint me out to be a monster
But you are the sole creator
I don't mean to be a preacher
If you really think about it
In the eyes of the real leaders
We are all really niggas
Niggas in the sense we're slaves
Running in a rat race
Trading freedom for a some change
Can't take your change to the grave
And if you wanna be saved
Give ten percent of your wage
Bow your head and pray
To the all whitey god
Oops all mighty god
It's all a façade
Call it Mardi Gras
If you're god is real, why your kids have to die
School shootings get sensualized in the media
Televised cop killings gotta meet criterias
Tell me why
Ask yourself why
Why
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