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Black Mama chords by Myself

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  • Am

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  • D

  • Asus4

Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I can
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't stop the teardrops from falling down
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The rivers that I cried
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maybe they cleansed my sound
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My ancestors gave their life
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the least that I can do
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Be careful what you say
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cause people's watching you
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Being African -American,
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that's nothing new
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Still treated like animals
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that you see in the zoo
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I know why I will never be free
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Cause this society only want me to be
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Doing time from the crime,
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still living in poverty
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People watching you
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and they be hawking me
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oh
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oh
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oh oh oh oh
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I know I one,
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I will never be free
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I know one, I will nev
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er be free
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We shake our booties like it's our duty
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Marrying misconceptions
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you see in the movies
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Following Jay -Z, Ja Rule, you crazy
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When you can't even pronounce
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your A's, B's, and C's
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Your D's, E's, and F's
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Save your last breath
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Or better yet, save your last mic check
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Cause we spend all our money
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while chillin' in the projects
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In vest some of that loot
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into your own concepts
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Now that's truly being conscious
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I know why I will never be free
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Cause this society only want me to be
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Doing time from the crime,
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still living in poverty
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People watchin' you
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and they be hawkin' me
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Oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh
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Oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh
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Oh oh oh oh
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I know why I will never be free
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I know why I will nev
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er be free
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A man can't be judged
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by his outer appearance
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Or whose house is the nearest
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to the slums of the village
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Fists full of lyrics,
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spirits sometimes tempted
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There's a dark side,
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like your windows are tinted
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I'm proud that my people
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are the ones who invented
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Breakdancing in the street,
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rigor free on the bridge
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How come we ain't free,
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maybe it's the life we live
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Take it from me, I got a right to give
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Back, back, why keepin' my soul intact?
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