Truth

*Black* numerous times at start and behind the beat To tell the truth man. Shit, we all grew up in the ghetto Young black males, huh. Those black girls, hide and go get it It was real in the hood. Niggas kept it real. I mean, they did It was only black. That's all we knew, shit. Ain't a damn thing change Nigga proud to be one. Put that on anything [Verse 1] Don't make me have to get the black gloves and black ski mask Anything a nigga have to do to get me cash You know I wear a lot of blue Cause that's just what a nigga do Tonight I got on so much *black* I look invisible They say that all black man are criminals, dead orin jail Well, I'm an angry, young, black individual My daddy born *black*, my momma born *black* Daddy was a mack and daddy ain't know how to act But daddy had the black Cadillac, he had black slacks Driving me to school, I used to toat the black backpack And napsack, black raps in my mind I'm hearing it I wrote about the only thing I knew, the black experience Stick-ball, playing dice by the brick wall Say bloody mary three times, that bitch will get yall Street fights, being in before the street lights Before I ever learned to freak a beat right Nigga, I was *black* [Hook] Don't be fuckin round with me cause I'll have you seeing *black* Trying to get me for the chain, I'll make you faker *black* There ain't nothing in my heart or in my soul cause it's *black* I told you it's *black* 3X Now every gram and collar green, nigga that's *black* And plastic on a brand new sofa, that's *black* Freeze pops, and double dutch and hot chips *black* I'm trying to tell you big pimping, that's *black* [Verse 2] My momma told me, don't be on that Terry, don't get sidetracked Terry, you was born *black*, and you gon' die *black* And you gon' always be black, and you gon' always know *black* Even though, you the lightest motherfucker on the Kodak But know that you should act black, knowing you should rap at Know when to pull it And when you should shake hands, and that's that She said, you're *black*, so them coppers will harrass you And them black choppers see who hiding in the grass too She said being black is heaven in hell But most black man either end up dead or in jail She told me, you don't have to date *black*, and you don't have to marry it But never ever hate *black*, be proud of it and carry it And even when they put you in the dirt, they'll never burry it And don't just have one approach son, you need to varry it Before baseball, before basketball Even when my casket fall A nigga still *black* [Hook] [Verse 3] Black way of thinking, I'm done with it, I'm through with it Why they call it black male, fuck I have to do with it I never knew they'd punk, every black crack one day The stock market crashed, and they called it black Monday *black* kids are ghetto, *black* cats are bad luck Wear black at funerals, to me it doesn't add up But I don't give a mad fuck, what you try and label me I'm one black nigga getting paid from using ABC's Black are less intelegent, rap is just irrelevant And in most black neighborhoods, crack is just so prevalent Disproportionately, I see black put up on death row And not the one in Interscope either, where all the rest go And it's still Ok to tell a little white lie Cops pull over black kids, the black kid, he might die But no matter what they say, how we destroy the world I love these *black* boys and girls A nigga's proud to be *black*