Oooh
Ooh ooh
(Black, black, black ...)
Oooh
Ooh ooh
(Black, black, black ...)
Bitch, you don't know what wah-wah is
You don't The Wiz
You ain't ever played Space-Ball
At the Brooklyn Bridge
With the kids
Acting like the movie Kiss
You just stay home
You ain't never call collect from a payphone
Leave a number of a payphone
As your name at the tone - free call
(Black, black, black ...)
You ain't never place E-ball
Rob a Chuck-E-Cheese cop
We'd a gift faded at the see-saw
You ain't never had to plead
To protect the family
From a police brawl
A scene or the un-seen
Live amoung the young fiends
Never come clean
Baby dump me
Started working short-stops
By the A&P
(Oooh, ooh, ooh)
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead
It's like "the land of the free"
It's the home of police
(police who kill black boys, black boys)
(Oooh, ooh, ooh)
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead
It's like "the land of the free"
It's the home of police
(police who kill black boys)
(I walk like, I walk like Sinead!)
Transit train to the city
Back when shit was real
Just for better tipping
They would serve you beer
Niggas everywhere
Playing chess for weed
Down by NYU in Union Square
Pass the U-men
All stars-charge
Open on the floor non-stop
Niggas catchin' charge
Like the air-mason
Better stay on-point
Bet a debit card
Take it down to Limelight
Get your mind right
Catch the last train back to Jersey
Or you're stuck in Path Station
All night
All night
Living deep in the 'burbs
Like a football on cement
On the starlight
Pop a wheelie
Yamaha for yin to lit
All the cop-lights
(Oooh, ooh, ooh)
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead
It's like "the land of the free"
It's the home of police
(police who kill black boys, black boys)
(Oooh, ooh, ooh)
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead, go-ahead
Go ahead
It's like "the land of the free"
It's the home of police
(police who kill black boys)
Princeton
It's not the mythical land
Of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police
Who kill black boys, black boys
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