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Spittin' on Nostrand Ave. | May 15, 2007 | 16:44

I met a man on the train
with half a brain
spouting malformed thoughts
that were inane

He ran off his problems
said I'm to blame
a catalog of world evils
'neath the white man's name

Gentrified?
Man, give me a break
I don't need to be judged
by the train I take

Your impression of me
is based solely on race
if I had money, man
I wouldn't live in this place

You act like being black
means your shit don't stink
but look around
we're more alike than you think

You say white men
are invading the Stuy
to score some brown sugar
'cause them girls be fine

But who are you to say
what I can like?
Your dumbassed opinion
don't make you right

Yeah, you can say
what's on your mind
but when you start sounding stupid
you should draw the line

Spouting racist invective
what gives you the right?
Why do you think them high yalla girls
be so light?

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