Bishop Lamont - n******g lyrics

[Intro] Yessir Know what, I'm taking 'n***a' out of my vocab But tell you what: [Verse] Malcolm X destroyed it We exploit it Definition of a n***a White folks enjoy it Love to rub it in like a soothing ointment Since we call each other one They don't see what my point meant n***a and n***a - two different things Heart predicated by the use of colorscheme Martin Luther had a dream That n***a'd probably scream If he heard we're calling him that Instead of a King - see: n******gs got hit with hoses Chased on horses Ropes round throats Trees dangled the corpses of n******gs n***as - is that what we are? From the 60s to the present, guess we ain't got far Guess Rosa Parks should've bought herself a car Instead of getting cuffed up by the f**in law Just to have her grandkids call another "Blacks" n***as more than the clan did Uh, I ain't playin homie While I accept being a n***a [?] refuse [?] Solely, only for the real not the phony I've been hearing Asians, Whites saying "n***a, that's baloney!" Let me take you n***as to school You can't say it's-a me, cause I say it's-a you Don't pa** an unwritten law, it don't make you cool So just enjoy Eminem and don't piss in the pool - meaning: Don't wear out your Welcome If anybody still don't get it I'd be happy to help 'em (help 'em what?) Get the f** outta here You can tan all you want but try for 400 years (haha) Racism keeps gettin bigger For let a white boy call you one, you's a dumb n***a We used to fight every day over that sh** [?] Moreno Valley Y'all s** a black dick That was '88, '89 and '90 He used to take us off the bus The bus driver did descry me Sit white kids in place of us And leave us waiting for an hour for the next f**ing bus Wish I'd find that driver now, i'd fu*k YOU UP [?] don't define my life And every Black don't like Soul Food The chitlins' all right Well chicken - hmm - chicken I like [Hook] Ro' Parks, [?] and Malcolm: - They ain't n***as, so why you n***as? [?] Mandela, Huey P. and Martin: - They ain't n***as, so why you n***as? [?] Angelo and Harry Belafonte: - They ain't n***as, so why you n***as? [?] and Angela Davis: - They ain't n***as, so why we n***as? [Skit/Outro] Yes, my Brothers and Sisters, see That word, that N-Word, is some poison We must defuse, but we must choose to defuse that word See, back in the 60s during the movement we fought not to be n***as Now we fighters we want to BE n***as I don't understand So come with me And we will do something real beautiful and glorious tonight Because you have to understand Brothers We've got to get it together You understand me? It's revolution-time I'm on the frontline You know what I mean? (phone rings) Oh, hello? Oh yeah, oh no b**h I mean sh**, come on over Uh, yes I got that drink on you know I'ma show you some p**y my n***a you know I keep the b**hes coming over Uh-oh, excuse me I mean Yes my Brothers, like Martin says, like Jesse Jackson We've got to get things together My Brothers, my Sisters [?] See, that's some real n***a