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letra de ridin' - david banner feat. talib kweli & dead prez

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i’m from a place
where you gotta let yo’ nutz hang
where them crakas used to cut your stomach open
just to let your f-ckin’ guts hang

right there in front of the kids
i might as well split your wig
’cause that’s just what the master did

but now i’m the new nat turner
spreadin’ something to the kids
like sojourner, man, the truth

f-ck a ‘creek, i care
but you in doubts and go “woof”
he ain’t dead, what pledge
there’s a stank up in the bush

or a stank up in the white house
shootin’ board bullsh-t, man, it’s dead props
here in chicago but hit this hi-lo
warriors come play, click the bottles

c-ck them ak’s, bust on kk’s
with the knuckle boy or the other two and the stic-man
given dead on your shirt like a wristband
you a grown man, n-gg-, stand tall

don’t it hurt, ’cause you really ain’t a n-gg-, dog?
don’t it hurt, ’cause you really ain’t a n-gg-, dog?
don’t it hurt, ’cause you really ain’t a n-gg-, dog?

country boys, city boys
cadillacs, rolly royce
whatever, long as we ridin’
pretty girls, ghetto boos
on the boulevard, in the avenue
it’s a long walk, now that we ridin’

yo, n-gg-s is not original
n-gg-s follow the radio
n-gg-s think if you blow
then you gotta be on the tv show

crackas is hypocritical
crackas will rob and sh-t on you
’cause see you do what they do
they know freedom is powerful

n-gg-s is very visual
if we see it, we think it’s true
very few n-gg-s make a move
and even less’ll see it through

crackas make up the chemicals
then they call us the criminals
crackas make all the loot
and we just get the residuals

n-gg-s will rob and shoot on you
crackas will drop a bomb on you
n-gg-s is having funerals
crackas is having barbecues

n-gg-s sing the blues
that’s reminicin’ the spiritual
but when you say gawd is you
n-gg-s ain’t really hearing you

crackas like to capitalize
them crackas a lie
they say if you don’t unionize
then you’ll probably die

i hate callin’ n-gg-s, n-gg-s
so i’ma take it backwards
but i got now love for whithey
i love callin ’em crackas

country boys, city boys
cadillacs, rolly royce
whatever, long as we ridin’
pretty girls, ghetto boos
on the boulevard, in the avenue
it’s a long a walk, now that we ridin’

yeah, i call myself real n i g g a
’cause kweli be showin’ on the floor
and they policies, my philosophies
show you that the block is a part of me

freedom fighter like richard carter be
it’s deep how the street knowledge beef
’cause it ran like a code inside of me
it’s practical, not scholarly

now why do i call myself a n-gg-, you ask me
who’s got my back when the cops har-ss me
new york, l.a or cincinnati
can ride the train or with the caddie

when they call you, n-gg- they scared of you
they fearin’ you so actually
if crack is gone, be fearing n-gg-s
then that’s what the f-ck i have to be now

it’s a badge of honor
and some say that sh-t’s absurd
it’s more than just a word
we flip the sh-t like it’s a bird

p-ss it down through generations
then cuss you out and say it loud
the first generation of m-th-f-ckas
to grab our nuts and say it proud

country n-gg-s or city n-gg-s
tupac n-gg-s or biggie n-gg-s
in the corridor, floor or door
and all my mississippi n-gg-s

we connected all throughout
the north, the east, the west, the south
and if a white boy say the sh-t
he’ll still get punched right in the mouth

country boys, city boys
cadillacs, rolly royce
whatever, long as we ridin’
pretty girls, ghetto boos
on the boulevard, in the avenue
it’s a long walk, now that we ridin’

all they got for you is a cell, my n-gg-
they want you dead or in jail without rebel, my n-gg-
in the streets, it’s similar to h-ll, my n-gg-
but we gonna boss up and live well, my n-gg-

you see, all they got for you is a cell, my n-gg-
they want you dead or in jail without rebel, my n-gg-
in the streets, it’s similar to h-ll, my n-gg-
but we gonna boss up and live well, my n-gg-

- david banner feat talib kweli dead prez

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