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Ya took me from a place
Where the race didn't matter
And gathered up bodies
Without a choice
So i rather
Pass my opinion/back
Run ya over
With my rack an pinion
Never stop the engine
For watcha fathers did do the indian
North & south
Plus the carribbean
I got a vendetta
Cause i know better
Better black than a stereotype white
No cash flow wit out work
Talkin bout the past
You busted our past
You busted our ass
Now you afraid cause i never got paid
Now sucka jump
You cant take whatcha want