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Take it back, it way back Take it way, way to the first white man At the moment when they looked around and said "Fuck it, steal this land"
Everybody tell me what I am, what I am not "You ain't black, you a mothafuckin' boy Shut ya mouth, do it boy, a'ight boy? Man, why you such a boy?" "Why you always talk about being Skin too white, nigga that" Everything you talk about, cut That door you trying to open, you could that Grip the gat, yeah that's how I'ma back me what I am and what I know now All prejudice has got to go Life is moving fast, it need to down Come and see me when I am in yo' Practice what we preach it go down Practice what we preach it go Yes, I got the to gab fo sho I have to get the gat? No, no Yes, I got to to gab fo sho But will to get the gat, get the gat, get the, get the? Masta deep inside of me The plantation down inside of me Everybody fuck like 'Cause one or the other it gotta be Tell me why my momma lie to me Unity for everyone that to me
Peace on Earth I try to be
I just wanna spread the of equality And yes, I got to to gab fo sho Will I to get the gat? No, no Yes, I got to to gab fo sho But have to get the gat, get the gat, get the, get the gat?
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it back, take it way back Take it way, way to about 1990 Shady Grove in Rockville, Maryland 7: 36 a.m., a biracial baby was born To a father and a white mother Father that wasn't Addicted to cocaine, alcohol, and various other drugs as his mom (Way, way back) So I'm gonna tell you that, right? And I'm gonna tell you how All this young boy wanted was happiness All he ever wanted was All he wanted to do was entertain And boy went through hell You gotta understand, his mother was racist, which is how in the fuck is you gonna have All these black with black men but you racist bitch, that don't make no sense, but it is what it is You know, he grew up, her him a nigger The kids at school him a cracker Identifying as black, looking as Being told what you can or be This kid went everything He through He saw narcotics in the Violence, murderers, dealers, he was kidnapped There was crazy shit happened to this kid And he persevered while the world said they said? Said you be shit! You ain't be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', And I, and he, he said fuck that, I'ma And that's why the message is peace, love and positivity See, he always saw from two sides He saw things from two sides He always knew the message Everybody was born of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation He knew because he saw that (Take it back, it way back it way) Because he was stripped and torn By his brothers and sisters that were uneducated And that did not And he was stripped and he was torn By his side that did not know These that are ignorant That see the bigger picture must fight and kill and murder each other But once again, all he wanted to do Was spread a message of For man, woman, and child of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation (Take it back, take it way Take it way, way to the first) Now this child growing up And seeing the shit Being a part of the craziest Running around with the wrong Running around with guns and And and stealing and, and all this Because he know, he didn't know! But he knew deep down in his heart that it wasn't And he knew he needed to get away from it Now I want you to imagine, that at 17 years old This child, okay, leaves and gets two jobs to support himself Two jobs that he works in the and the evenings And then he would come home To about eight or nine of sleep But four, five, six hours of that on music, persevering Grabbing the control and looking in the mirror And pretending to see thousands and thousands and of people Just his name Hoping it would happen But the, but the, but the world no! Mothafucka, mothafucka no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no Ya nigga, ya cracka, ya boy, ya black mothafucka No-no! (Take it back, it way back it way, way back to the first) And he said fuck He peace, love, and positivity He equality for all man of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation, yeah Now I you to also imagine People telling him that he did not live life "You a white boy You ain't never that shit You from Gaithersburg, Maryland, nothing there Oh no, no, we know, we there We didn't live with you, we live in your Section 8 household We live with the narcotics and violence in your household We just saw it from the outside, outside, outside, Outside, outside, outside, And you white, you gotta have money, right?" (Take it back, take it way it way, way back to the first black man) And this young man persevered in Of what people told him he was, wasn't, and never be (Take it back, it way back Take it way, way back to the black) And that man is today, proud A lover of all human Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, orientation, yeah, yeah And here to say though we're all born and created equal We are not treated extremists on every side And you should just do your best to life And let other people whatever they wanna believe As long as they're not hurtin' You can believe going to hell You can believe it's not You can believe you're superior, Just stop killing other