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This is a song about favoritism in the black community. |
| (Chorus 1x) The superior African American North-sider The superior African American Pro athlete The superior African American Single mother The superior African American Government worker Verse 1 And they're fearin' ya Even after All of your Tame actions You live a good life Even if you Cannot join Any factions Your taxes going up Just not as High as those Flood waters You're almost giving up Only thing that Keeps you going's Drug charters (Chorus 1X) Verse 2 Better look out Someone took your Spot in line Getting hosed If you walk out Nothing in your Art supplies is Getting posed I saw the whole word But I couldn't See inside of Your dreams And your soul hurts You look just like A slave until You're trading teams (Chorus 1X) They're not playing with you Every day that You delay it's Getting gone And they saw you, too Even if they Tell you that it's Getting done And if you really know Maybe you should Know that this is Not the end And they won't let it go Just because you Have a lot of Meansless ends (Chorus 2X) |
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