Anti-Nigger Machine

When I'm talkin' rhyme time To blow your mind time some say It's nothing worse than a To hear some nigger curse They call me rude some dudes fiery attitude Claimin' I boast and smoke And sometimes sing the blues I twang metal and settle Try to never back pedal From the power some got To get a nigger shot The null and void I avoid I test the paranoid Never had to be bad My mama raised me mad So what I got is hot I love my life a lot I'm never sad just glad That's why I thank my dad Once they never gave a fuck about What I said Now they listen and they want my head Instead of peace the police Just wanna wreck and flex On the kid What I did was try to be the best So they fingered the trigger Figured I was a bigger nigger And started to search An so I headed west Went to cally a rally Was for a brothers death It was the fuzz who shot him An not da blood or cuzz I wondered why it was like So I just held my mike But in my mind I was blind So I just tried to find A reason we was quick Just the way that we was So I just stayed in the crib Until I got a buzz...