They call you "Black," and you a negro, you should like them kids in school
You ever know them dudes that get mad at a motherfucker, right?
You be talking about, uh, say, black boy
Say man, what you mean, "Black?"
You know it's dirty when the sink dirty
Nowadays, you 13, you gotta think 30
Can't be out here sitting waiting on the next man
Wake up early, hit your reps, cook the eggs, man
Keep your head on a swivel because the pistols got switches on them
And even lil' sticks got extensions on them
It's out a long way from some whippings, don't it?
It's all the same road, with some distance on it
Now it's train police and it's school police
It's gon' be police at the balloon release
Being real, that's business as usual here
Look alive, you could die at a funeral here
It's a lot of complaints, but we just can't file 'em
Open case, shut case, still won't solve 'em
The judge said, "What? I don't see no problem"
The world said, "Yup, that's the negro problem"
The Negro Problem
The Negro Problem
The Negro Problem
Ooh, I'm sick of you, all your minions so despicable
Me, my typical medical journey
Only takes place when it's critical
I know how you get when it's melanated individuals, uh
More clinical trials, more chemicals for our women
Their symptoms seem cynical
Give 'em Tylenol and steal the umbilical scripts
Refillable, hey, if I'm billable and gullible enough to go
Might as well show up in the tux, you know
Make sure my hearse and my ducks in rows
'Cause that bill's gon' rupture your bucks, you know
Malpractice, we still can't file them
All know the number, but we just can't dial them
The doctor said, "Nurse, I don't see no problem"
The world said, "Yup, that's a Negro Problem"
'Cause it's your problem (The Negro Problem)
Even though we are the same, we don't feel your pain (Negro Problem)
'Cause it's your problem (The Negro Problem)
Even though it's in your face, we don't share your pain
'Cause it's your-
My problem is your problem
Your problem is my problem
My problem is your problem
Your problem is my problem
'Cause it's kick a niggas ass, or let 'em go
When it's time to stay or when to go
Streetlights say when to come home
Stealing shit from the corner store
Remember your first time that you fell in love?
Your favorite song on the radio?
Hanging out with nowhere to go?
It's everything, but they never know
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
It's everything, but they never know
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
It's everything, but they never know
My problem is your problem
Your problem is my problem
My problem is your problem
Your problem is my problem
My problem is your problem
Your problem is my problem
My problem is your problem
Your problem is my problem
My parents was like that, you know, 'cause
In my neighborhood, you know, there used to be some beautiful black men
Would come through the neighborhood, dressed in African shit, you know
Really nice shit, you know, and they'd be, "Peace, love, Black is beautiful
Remember the essence of life, we are people of the universe, life is beautiful"
My parents go, "That nigga crazy"
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
