Key: A minor•
Verse 1
D
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F
First off, sick and tired of the
F
D
Motherfuckers want to ex ploit
my side of the tracks
Want to use the lifestyle
Dm
F
but never give back
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G#
los and homies
E
Bm
C
Check it out, I got a phone call
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D
from a well -known established artist
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Am
They said, criminal, we need some homies
F
D
for a music video
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D
I said, what me and my
people gonna do?
They said we need some Latina girls
and we want to have you act
like they're your girl
And have some of our homies
roll through
E
D
You see, I'm one of these
D
Am
motherfuckers
D
That get paid a hundred dollars a day on set
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D
To get bottles cracked over the domes
people look good
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Am
Nah, that's not what I stand for
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Am
And exactly what the fuck I'm against
But when I do,
G
F
D
I hear nothing but water
Clown ass ignorant motherfuckers
spitting on knowledge whatsoever
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D
Just dumbing people down
to their one word hooks
About lean and clubs and don't represent
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D
the average man in the struggle
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D
Nah I stand for more than that
Am
D
Am
You see my parents came here
didn't as well
E
F
D
build a wall to stop that
C
D
You see if it wasn't for
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Am
That came here with nothing
G
C
but the hard work and the eyes
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C
An d the Spanish they speak
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D
Your motherfucking companies
wouldn't flourish
acting like there's something
that they're not
Am
D
Am
Sagging and saying the word nigga
when they ain't black
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Am
F
See some rappers with hardcore
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F
wanna be gangsters
Now they got their boxes
Hats off, funny style,
just to try to be accepted
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D
the way the western world look at us
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Am
Lacking with a motherfucking attitude
watchin'
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D
F
D
The gang died, rest in peace,
had been forgotten
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D
C
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C
Now I sit back with the scope plottin'
I see the nonsense
G
Bm
D
C
D
What the hell is goin' on?
Where's the conscience?
not no trap music
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F
D
F
Race strictly off of zappin' fluids
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F
D
Put some clap to it,
Internet guidelines, followin' trends
but still I keep it true to the end
smokin' blunts
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D
Fuckin' stuff, but when I drop,
still get paid
Way more than once,
so much cake off this rat shit,
I turn down shows
Am
D
While these phonies pay for play,
is that the new trend?
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D
While I came up, the hood,
rap the brown to the end
On a mission for my kind, like Cuban,
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D
All my Rasa believe me, huh,
C
D
you might see me on TV
Scrapped over 2Ks on CNN
and Broadday
Motherfuck these racists,
that's a split and trunks toupee
Kush weed broken down
all on my suitcase
Brown is my skin, blue is the shoelace
L .W .A. fresher than some toothpaste
Hit the homie Chopper West
and hit him with some new bass
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