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B.D.P.

Ghetto Music

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Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack ClackGet your street knowledge every posse know that come againBo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack ClackThe only way to deal with racism if you`re blackWell, seven in the morning I woke up to jogRushed out the door to inhale the smogAs I ran, I began to wonderShould I produce or should I tour this summerWell just that second I heard stay where you areBefore I could stop I was hit by a cop carI laid on the pavement like I was hurtThen a redneck cop jumped out with a smirkHe said, ah boy you better watch where you runas he poked my side with the barrel of his shotgunI said Officer man I ain`t do nothinHe said what`s that word you n----s use, ya frontin?Well ya frontin, so why were you running down the street?At this time I had stood to my feet and said Wait a minuteAnd that`s when he did it, he hit me in the face with his gun I wasn`twith it soOn the ground was a bottle of Snapple, I broke the bottle in his fuckingAdam`s appleAs he fell his partner called for backup well, I had the shotgun andbegan to act up with that(Chorus)Well I threw down the gun and began to runI got back in no time and loaded the nineFirst I took two clips and then I took two moreI was out the window cause by now they were right at my doorI took three shots and then I laidThey rushed in shooting so I threw a quick grenadeIt went boom like a supernovaBadges arms heads legs cops were all overI jumped out the fire escape down to the street and I started to run youknow I couldn`t feel my feet, I was weak, I said to myself Holy shit!My shirt had filled with blood I didn`t know I got hit but there`s notime to stop no time to explain man I`m in too deep with this everydayghetto painBlack men are judged by their clothesBlack women are looked at as hoesSo I as one of these uppity n----sCan only rely on the sound of a trigga going(Chorus)Well I staggered down the street to an old bookstoreCalled the Tree of Life (Yo D it ain`t there no more)But when it was boy I was luckyCause in the basement is where they stuck meWhen I awoke at the 14th hourThree black women had gave me a quick showerI stayed a while and escaped in a truckDriven by two guys, Rakim and ChuckWhat the fuck I asked as I laid there How many guys do you drive a daythere? Chuck said many, Rakim said plenty it`s an everyday thing whenyou`re willing to sing a song...(Chorus)Peace and love to DJ Scott LaRock he`s in there still!

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