Intro
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Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot
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We may never understand each other, it’s no use
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We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through
[Verse 1]
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Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you
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Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you
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Pull up on the side of you
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Window rolled down, 'profile'
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Then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably comin' from the dope house
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We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum
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On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you
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And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true
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Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it
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In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you
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Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin'
No matter how many lives you ruin
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It's for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
N.C.
No one's ever indicted you
Why? 'Cause you're a...
[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
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White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar
(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live)
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White boy, white boy, in your cop car
(But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve)
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White boy, white boy, you're untouchable
(The world's coming to an end, I don't even care)
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Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar)
[Verse 2]
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Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and
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We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over, man
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Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that
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Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at?
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Why you kicking that soda can?
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Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll up and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
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You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are
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Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands
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And put our minds more at ease
Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy
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We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine
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Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities
That's what we call 'em pigsties for
They're like eyesores to police
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Talk to you like just a piece of trash
Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me
A#m
As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions
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As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in
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To the sixties, having black-skin is risky
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'Cause this keeps happening
N.C.
Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a...
[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
Am
White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar
(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live)
Am
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
(But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve)
Am
White boy, white boy, you're untouchable
(The world's coming to an end, I don't even care)
Am
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar)
Pt. II
[Verse 3]
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Seems like the average lifespan of a white man
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Is more than twice than a black life span
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I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner
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I feel like checking out on life, can't escape this circumstance
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I'd rather hear 'em say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord
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Ninja, now it's better disguised banter
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But that's life, strapped 'cause we're strapped financially
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And can't find answers
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We're applying, but McDonald's
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Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire
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So how can we have higher standards?
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As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
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We fight back with violence but acts like that are
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Black eyes on the movement
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Which makes black lives madder
At cops and cops madder
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That's why it's at a stalemate
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Can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops
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I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops
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The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
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You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop
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And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops, and man, stop
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Sendin' white cops in the black neighborhoods
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Who ain't acclimated to 'em, like that's the way to do it
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Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns
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And know nobody black so they act afraid of us
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And that's racism, the fear that a black face gives 'em
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G subconscious racist
Wait, why are there black neighborhoods?
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'Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area
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Separated us, Section-Eight'd us
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When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
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And education sucks, and every day's another
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Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
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Why is it they treat us like dryer lint?
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We just want a safe environment for our kids
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But can’t escape the sirens
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Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in
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The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
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The lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fence
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And we’re trapped in these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
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Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
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It's more like billy clubs and gats
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And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause we’re black
"But you kill each other, facts
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You peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats”
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Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
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While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes
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Fuck your Republican views
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Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?
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And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta read comics
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Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a derringer
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Or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
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'Cause no one oversees these cops and
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All we see is 'em beat charges
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We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off
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So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings
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Just keep marchin', 'til we reach congress
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But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance
If you try to slander the flag but
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Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
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So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum
If you don't stand for the national anthem
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We raise it, you better praise it
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Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
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Home of the brave is still racist 'ville
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So this whole nation feels like a plantation field
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In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel
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To a piece of cloth that represents the "Land of the Free" that made people slaves to build
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