Comin live and direct..
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[Verse One]
Some rappers, would they be without the use of the word n***a?
Time to make the switch, from the word b**h
Here's the message, catch it, no more Steppen Fetchit
(Rounds about clowns, here comes the verbal Hessian)
Modern day slaves, n***as'll trade for the riches
Our brothers ain't n***as and our sisters ain't b**hes
Mental psychosis, negative osmosis
There will be a pimp, with some new type ho sh** (yeahh)
Self-esteem knockin, yo I ain't your nucca
You call my moms a b**h, here comes the fist so buck up
n***a means less than countin three-fifths
Conciousness seperates a woman from a b**h
If you visualize your woman as a b**h you'll treat her thus
If your woman is a b**h, then your daughter is a puppy
Raised her as a s*ut, dog scratch the itch
Up, Sugarwater taught her how to be a b**h
Skip past the b**h, and treat her like a woman
Your brother is your brother, not a n***a, fully human
So yo bust the track, this is how we act
If n***a/b**h is on the verbal it's time to counteract
What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What!
What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What!
(Yo! I don't understand this sh** man!
Sisters walkin around got it twisted
Brothers rollin around like they holdin
The sh** is out of control, it's out of control!)
[Verse Two]
Cause and effects, effect equals the cause
Must be a jig-saw puzzle
Brother love the pieces put together
Illfully clever misfits, b**hes to b**hes
b**h-made sister, made ho by the mister
Broke by my fist-a, I'm fed up, head up with conclusions
Ma** confusion from the words we be usin, or choosin
A lingo, hatches, matches like bingo, n***a
n***a makes a n***a pull the trigger on another
Yo brother equals brother
n***a pulls b**h so deep in the ditch of degradation
But little is my civil-, this my -lization
Makes nation, station, vary like a letter
The header from my dick, N.W.A. fits
Like a dog to a b**h, n***a equals hypocrite
No portion of the foots, the foot don't fit
In the shoe and I choose to be effects of the cause
Applause because the black's breakin b**h-n***a laws
Laws of the tracks, n***as to blacks
So stop the n***a/b**h, yo what's up with that diss?
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(Yo yo! Hold up hold up, all this tits and a**
Sisters showin all they glands
Yo, act like the queens that you supposed to be)
What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What!
What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What!
(Brothers, yo, you better recognize
Cause right now we gotta start this sh** up man
Yo, this sh** is out of control, it's out of control!)
[ad libs "it's out of control" to the end]