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Anti‐Nigger Machine lyrics
When I'm talkin' rhyme time
To blow your mind time some say
It's nothing worse than a verse
To hear some nigger curse
They call me rude
Some dudes fiery attitude
Claimin' I boast, smoke
And sometimes sing the blues
I twang metal and settle
Try to never back pedal
From the power some got
To get a nigger shot
The null and void I avoid
I test the paranoid
Never had to be bad
My mama raised me mad
So what I got is hot
Love my life a lot
I'm never sad just glad
That's why I thank my dad
Once they never gave a fuck about what I said
Now they listen and they want my head
This is what I mean a Anti-nigger Machine
Instead of peace the police
Just wanna wreck and flex
On the kid
What I did was try to be the best
So they fingered the trigger
Figured I was a bigger nigger
And started to search
So I headed west
Went to Cali a rally
Was for a brothers death
It was the fuzz who shot him
An not da blood or cuzz
I wondered why it was like
So I just held my mike
But in my mind I was blind
So I just tried to find
A reason we was
Just the way that we was
So I just stayed in the crib
Until I got a buzz
Part of these releases
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- Track 8 on Fear of a Black Planet
- 7 Pollywanacraka
- 9 Burn Hollywood Burn
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