Anti-N****r Machine

Drop it

When I'm talkin' rhyme time, it's blow your mind time

Some say it's nothing worse than a verse to hear some **** curse

They call me rude, some dude's fiery attitude

Claimin' I boast, smoke, sometimes sing the blues

Twang metal and settle, try to never backpedal

From the power some got to get a **** shot

The null and void I avoid, I test the paranoid

I never had to be bad, my mama raised me mad

So what I got is hot, love my life a lot

I'm never sad, just glad, that's why I thank my dad

Nah, I ain't with this

I ain't with it

I ain't with it

This is what I mean, a anti-**** machine

Instead of peace, the police just wanna wreck and flex

On a kid, what I did was try to be the best

And so they fingered the trigger, figure I was a bigger ****

And they started to search me, so I headed west

Went to Cali, a rally was for a brother's death

It was the fuzz who shot him and not the Bloods or Cuzz

Who wondered what I was like, so I just held my mic

But in my mind, I was blind, so I just tried to find

A reason we was just the way that we was

So I just stayed in the crib until I got a buzz