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Brief Explanation

Now since most women, Asians, Ricans And the rest of the white America Don’t understand why niggas do what they do I've done a lil observation so...allow me to tell you. Now as far us blacks can look back We thought God overlooked us wit blessings So over the years of oppression We chose to rebel & fade to black And truth be told you can't change the past So when this world hits us wit uppercuts We came even harder wit flurries of hooks & jabs. Now as far as why most niggas be robbing, Stealing, and killing is kinda hard to explain Maybe because we ain't never had much In this world so we'd figure we could change the game Or maybe because most these employers Won’t even think about giving a nigga a second chance So that’s why you see niggaz posted on the block Wit a pack in their D-Boy stance. I then lived that thug lifestyle so I know true niggaz blood in blood out just a typical paper chaser back then Robberies & home invasions we get the money get in get out Racism still exist, you know why They still be hanging black bodies in the south Problem is no matter how hard they try to kill us We coming to hard to ever have a drought. Last but not least every woman Is just dying to know why most niggas cheat Truth be told most these niggas ain't Real so as far as a relationship they can't hold it So they just b!tch up & fold These niggas can't hold the load of what Actually defines a real man so if what you seeking is something long term go on to the next man You see most niggas real niggas they don't talk much for a reason true we can't over look our past but to most niggas everywhere the future of this white America needs us niggas on the same old sh!t and today's just new & beautiful so what you heard from me is a brief explanation why niggas do what they do.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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