People Everyday

See I was resting at the park minding my own

Business as I kick up the treble tone

On my radio tape player box, right

Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see?

Outta nowhere, comes the woman I'm dating

Investigation maybe she was demonstrating

But nevertheless I was pleased

My day was going great and my soul was at ease

Until a group of brothers started bugging out

Drinking the forty ounce, going the **** route

Disrespecting my black queen

Holding their crotches and being obscene

At first I ignored them 'cause, see, I know their type

They got drunk and got guns and they wanna fight

And they see a young couple having a time that's good

And their egos wanna test a brother's manhood

So they came to test speech 'cause of my hair-do

And the loud bright colors that I wear

I was a target 'cause I'm a fashion misfit

And the outfit that I'm wearing brothers dissing it

Well, I stay calm and pray the **** leave me be

But they're squeezing parts of my date's anatomy

Why, Lord, do brothers have to drill me?

'Cause if I start to hit this man, he'll have to kill me, see

I am everyday people

You see, I am everyday people

I told the ****, please, let us pass, friend

I said, please, 'cause I don't like killing Africans

But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube

But I had to take the brother out for being rude

And like I said before, I was mad by then

It took three or four cops to pull me off of him

But that's the story y'all of a black man

Actling like a **** and get stomped by an African, you see

I am everyday people

You see, I am everyday people