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    • Verse 1
    Yeah, 
    top 
    authority 
    in 
    the house 

    for 
    the 
    ninth 
    trade 

    Hittin' 
    them 
    hard once 
    again 
    and 
    lettin' them 

    know what's 
    really goin' 
    on 

    An
    d 
    how it's 
    black
    s gettin' 
    fucked 

    all 
    around 
    in the 
    system 

    Yeah, 
    I'm 
    about fed 
    up with them 
    hoes 

    With 
    this police 
    brutality 

    that's 
    killin' 
    blacks 

    Whites 
    killin' 
    blacks 
    and 

    it's blacks 
    killin' 
    blacks 

    An
    d 
    it's fuckin' 
    crack 

    killin' 
    blacks, 
    man 

    How 
    much 
    shit could 
    a nigga take? 

    You 
    know what 
    I'm sayin'? 

    You 
    better 
    wise 
    up and 

    realize 
    you 
    can
    't trust 

    Mr. 

    Blue 

    Eyes 

    Cause 
    a real 
    nig
    ga from 
    the 
    ghetto, 

    he'll 
    tell 
    it how 
    it is 

    Yo, shot, 
    lay 
    it 
    on him 

    I'm 
    a shicker 
    than niggas 
    take from 

    Mr. 

    Blue 

    Eyes 

    Tellin' 
    me nothin' 
    but true 
    lies 

    Blue 

    Clucks, 

    Klan, 
    and 
    the 

    Scots 

    Got 
    my 
    people 
    livin' 
    po' 

    Down 
    in the 
    fuckin' 
    ghetto 

    How can 
    I trust a 
    man 
    that 
    I 

    never 
    could 
    trust before? 

    Never 
    have, 
    never 
    will 

    So you 
    know I 
    still 
    diss 
    him 

    Fuck every 
    president 
    it 
    is 

    Until we 
    get that 
    system 

    In 
    the 
    meantime, 
    I got my 
    niggie, 

    niggie 
    not 

    Let's 
    go searchin' 
    for some 
    redneck 

    to 
    see what 
    we can 
    find 

    I'm 
    tired 
    of livin' 
    my life 
    the right way 

    I'm 
    tired 
    of doin' 
    every 
    single 

    motherfuckin' 
    thing 
    the white 
    man 
    say 

    It's 
    time 
    to get a 
    piece of 
    that cake 

    How 
    much 
    shit can 
    a 
    nigga 
    take? 

    Flex 
    got the 
    text, 

    so yo, let's 
    get them 
    fuckin' 
    hoes 
    straight 

    And 
    all you 
    niggas 
    killin' 
    each other, 

    it ain't too 
    late to 
    get 
    along 

    Cause 
    how they 
    did 
    us 

    and doin' 
    us 
    is wrong 

    What's 
    goin' 
    on 
    in 
    the 

    USA? 

    I think the 

    White 

    House 
    is 
    makin' 

    G's 

    Boomin' 
    leaks through 
    fuckin' 
    keys a 
    day 

    But 
    the 

    A's 
    got the 
    stories 
    untold 

    We 
    won't 
    fold, 

    no 
    need to 
    sell 
    out the 
    go -go 

    Just 
    do them 
    hoes 
    like they 
    did 
    us 

    And 

    God 
    we 
    trust, 
    that 
    made a 
    nigga 

    bite the 
    fuckin' 
    dust 

    But what 
    goes 
    around 
    comes 
    around 

    and here's 
    the 
    payback 

    This 
    is all 
    the shit you 
    done 

    did 
    to the 
    blacks, 
    huh 

    Cause 
    niggas 
    in 
    the hood is 
    fed 
    up, 

    I'm fed 
    up 

    T 
    .A. 
    is fed 
    up, 

    how much 
    shit 
    can 
    a nigga 
    take? 

    Yeah, 
    you 
    know I'm 
    tired of 

    blacks getting 
    treated 
    like 
    dirt 

    I 
    done took 
    in 
    all I 
    could take 

    It's 
    time 
    for niggas 
    to start 
    lokin' 
    up 

    You've 
    seen 
    what they 
    did 
    to 

    Rodney 

    King, 
    I'm 

    Alex 

    Brim 

    And 
    every 
    other 
    victim of 
    racism 

    But 
    I 
    ain't gon' hold 
    them hoes 
    up, 

    though 

    I'm 
    ready 
    to go to 
    war if 

    that's what it 
    takes 

    Yo, 

    Flex, 
    come 
    down 
    on them 
    hoes and 

    let them know 
    how you feel 

    I'm 
    a 
    shit killer, 
    nigga, 
    nigga, 
    take 

    Give 
    me 
    10 
    to 
    20, 

    set my 
    ass up
    state 

    Because 
    I'm 
    about fatter, 

    but I'm 
    not 
    gonna 
    give 
    in 

    They 
    wanna 
    lock me 
    up in 
    a pen 

    and throw away 
    the 
    key 

    Because 
    of my 
    fuckin' 
    skin 

    I'm 
    under surveillance 
    24 
    -7, 

    and I'm 
    being hunted 

    If you're 
    black, 

    you figure your 
    soul ain't 
    crack or 

    America's 
    most 
    wanted 

    But 
    I ain't 
    the one to 
    be looking 
    for 

    Just 
    because 
    I'm 
    black, 

    they don't 
    like 
    me, and 
    I don't 
    like 
    five 
    folks 

    Get 
    up 
    against the car, 
    nigga 

    Get 
    up 
    against the 
    car 
    right 
    now! 

    Get 
    up against 
    the car 

    That's 
    what 
    I go through 
    every 

    day from 
    trying 
    to get society's 
    help 

    But 
    I'm looked 
    at as 
    a victim 

    in soci
    ety 
    with a 
    bad 
    rep 

    Hated 
    since a 
    kid, 

    I never 
    did get 
    along with 
    the 

    L .A 
    .W. 

    But 
    now take 
    a look at 

    who's 
    fuck
    ing 
    who 

    Cause 
    I'm 
    hittin' 
    them hard 

    from the 
    dark 
    side 

    Feel the 
    whistle, 
    my chain 
    on my 
    shit 

    Could 
    a nigga 
    take me 

    for first 
    and 
    side 

    Cause they 
    steady 
    ridin' 

    on 
    the dizz 
    -ax 

    Coppers 
    hated 
    that we 

    made it 
    to see 

    Two black 
    peacocks 
    rollin' 
    jack 

    Tryin' 
    to bring me 
    down, 
    but here I 
    come 

    Like 
    a 
    disease, 
    I'm for 
    sure my 
    38's 

    My 
    cure, 
    if you 
    want some 

    Finally 
    at last, 
    I'm tired 
    of bein' 
    harassed 

    For 
    doin' 
    nothin' 
    and gettin' 

    a rougher 
    from the 
    problem 

    So 

    I'ma 
    break 
    em' 
    off 
    some 

    You 
    know I'm 
    tired 
    of bein' 
    harassed 

    Cops 
    all 
    on 
    my ass 

    They 
    need 
    to stand 
    back 
    and get my 

    nuts 
    and breezes 
    on 

    I'm 
    like, 
    damn, could 
    a black 

    man make 
    some money 
    legit? 

    Shawty, 
    tell him 
    about that 
    shit 

    How 
    much 
    shit 
    can a 
    nigga 
    take? 
    I just wanna 

    send my 
    black 
    ass 
    upstate 

    They 
    think I'm 
    still 
    sellin' 
    weight, 

    suck a 
    sap, 
    even 
    got my 
    phone 
    tapped 

    But 
    no, 
    I don't 
    sell 
    dope, 

    I bust a 
    funky 
    dope 

    Raps 
    fi
    nally 
    gettin' 
    paid 
    legit 
    on you 

    motherfuckin' 
    bitches 

    Rollin' 
    through the 
    strip in 
    my 
    9 
    -8 

    Hit
    tin' 
    switches 
    in 
    the troopers 

    They 
    hate to 
    see a 
    nigga 
    rollin' 

    so they 
    pull 
    him over 

    My 
    homie 
    didn't 
    know me 
    when I 
    drove 
    a 

    Nova 

    Ain't 
    that a 
    picture, 

    nigga, can't 
    have 
    a shit 
    decent 

    That's 
    why I'm 
    leavin' 
    the booth 

    with sad 
    news 
    at 
    the 
    police 
    precinct 

    With 
    the 
    recent 
    incident 
    that 

    happened 
    the other 
    day 

    Them 
    bitches 
    pulled me 
    over 
    as soon as 

    I 
    got on 
    the fuckin' 
    highway 

    Saw 
    the lights 
    flashin', 
    so I 
    stopped 

    Here 
    comes 
    two 
    cops, 

    one 
    with 
    his 
    hand 
    on his 
    fuckin' 
    glock 

    Forgot my 
    license 
    at the 
    crib and 

    gettin' 
    treated 
    like a 
    thug 

    Out 
    the car, 

    I'm drunk 
    and got that 
    treatment 
    of that 

    Billy 

    Club 

    Fell 
    down 
    to the 
    ground and 

    heard 
    him laugh 

    Had 
    flashbacks 
    to 

    Rodney 

    King 

    So 
    I pulled 
    out my 
    shit and 

    started to 
    blast 
    it 

    Cause 
    with these 
    crooked 

    cops 
    I'm fed 
    up 

    Motherfuck 
    the 
    feds 

    Instead it's 
    time we 
    blow some 

    motherfucking 
    heads 
    up 

    The only 
    way we 
    gonna 
    get 
    peace 

    Is 
    by 
    the peace 

    Instead of 
    getting 
    beat down 

    in the 
    streets 

    By the 
    police 

    I 
    tell you 
    this 

    Do you 
    hoes 
    face 

    I'm 
    tired 
    of the 
    feds 
    on my 
    dickhead 

    How 
    my 
    shit turn 

    I done 
    took 
    it all I 
    can take 
    it 

    When 
    push come 
    to shove 
    I hate 

    Them 
    weak 
    ass coppers 
    with badges 

    And 
    them coppers 
    down 
    to fake 

    Like for 
    instance, 

    Rodney 

    King did 
    a thing 
    in bed 

    That's 
    why when 
    I think of 
    fed, 

    I think of 
    pumping 
    lead 

    In somebody's 
    head 

    Cause 
    every 
    night it 
    has me 

    waking up 
    from a 
    dream 

    And 
    having 
    flashbacks 
    of 

    me being 
    cracked 

    Just 
    like 

    Rodney 

    King 

    And 
    I 
    thought 
    it would get 
    better 
    later 

    But 
    as 
    I 
    sit on my 

    TV screen 

    The other 
    12 or 
    6 were 
    spectators 

    Just 
    waiting to 
    see what's 

    gonna happen 
    next 

    But 
    now who 
    got the 
    camera? 

    Cause 
    now they 
    looking for 
    flex 

    Waiting 
    for 
    me to 
    do wrong 

    Like 
    doing 
    this 
    song 

    But 
    waiting to 
    catch me 
    do

    ing 
    60 
    in 
    a 65 
    zone 

    expect
    ing 
    I'm that 
    criminal, 
    cause I'm 
    black 
    and rolling, 

    wish I 
    gunning 
    day 
    low, 
    in my 
    71, 

    Monte 

    Car
    lo, 
    and pushing 
    the pedal 
    to the 

    floor, so 
    you can 
    get that 
    plate, 

    oh 
    damn, 
    how 
    much you 
    could 

    a 
    nigga take? 

    You know, 

    you 
    motherfuckers 
    should've 
    just 

    bowed 
    out 
    to the 
    black fist, 

    we 
    done laid 
    the pavement 
    you 
    hoes 
    walking 
    on, 

    400 
    years, 
    blood, 
    sweat, and 
    tears, 

    and the shit's 
    still 
    going 
    on here 
    today 
    now, 

    this 
    bullshit's 
    got to 
    stop, 

    only way 
    blacks 
    gonna get 
    what they 
    want, 

    It's 
    the tape, 
    so in 
    the meantime, 

    fuck 
    the president, 
    fuck the 
    system, 
    fuck 

    Amer
    ica 

    I'm 
    fed up 
    with you 
    all, 
    you know 

    How 
    much shit 
    can a 
    nigga take? 

    Take 
    me up 
    outta here, 

    GV 









    I'll see you 

    Bye 

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