[Intro]
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Uh-huh
[Verse]
I met a strange man who was taking a walk of shame
The peer lost, his head was down, but I could see he was main
He wore a straw hat that blocked the sun like it was longing for rain
Back up the shirt which ripped through the scene, his fingertips were in pain
I approached him out of concern, like, "Sir, are you needing assistance?"
He just ignored me, he kept walking, he denied my existence
Still extremely worried, I said "Sir, I wanna offer my help"
Hе finally stopped, and he repliеd, "Nigga, go help yourself"
I said, "Sir, please, let me get you to where you were going"
He didn't move, he stood there, face still not showing
He said, "You ain't no better than me, nigga, won't you mind your business?"
I realize quickly, he suffers from a [?] type sickness
I'm a real brother, see a brother down, I'll extend my hand
He said, "You must be one of them niggas to think we still got a chance"
I said, "Sir, can you elaborate? I don't quite understand
I was taught if a brother falls down, if I can, I'll help him stand"
He said, "This is no land for the righteous, especially for our kind
And niggas will never be free, because we're absent in mind
Mentally behind, and never behoped the past leaders were blind
Even they if they changed things in our faith, we'll never be unbound"
He told me, "Look at him, he's the perfect representation of freedom
And don't be a simple nigga, you must join 'em, 'cause we can't beat 'em"
He said, "Niggas are porch markets, so how the hell can we seek them? (Word)
Niggas ain't got no self-worth, that's why I cease to mistreat them"
He spoke, "Niggas don't want better, too busy waiting in the water
How can the future be bright when the seeds ain't got no fathers?
And mention how women ain't good for nothing, they make them be laid and give birth
And then they seek the gun's assistance, 'cause they too lazy to work"
He explained the house and street nigga are both one and the same
You give 'em a gun, and he guarantee that each other [?]
'Cause we were brought to this terrain, niggas out been profane
He explained this is some of the reasons niggas ain't able to [?] their chains
[Hook]
Spook's blues, blues, blues
Spook's blues, blues, blues (Yeah)
[Verse]
I replied, "Brothers like you the reason that we can't move forward (Word)
You're a house nigga yourself, you wanna be couching and torching?
Speak for yourself, foolish brother, you don't want approaching your hand
Understand your shame now, you're not comfortable in your skin
You're downing everyone else, but you're when the problem begins
I see clearly, I don't know where you're going, probably don't know where you been
Your eyes and head are down, but you're speaking, who taught you that type of hatred?
It ain't no sign of no respect, were you raised by slavers?
Try it, traitor, don't you know how women are Earth's most precious?
Strong, loving, independent, you need to respect those blessings
The street niggas ain't in no house, they're just a little misguided
If we were born in those times, best believe we'd be riding" (Word)
His head was still down, I was wondering what the hell was he hiding
I could sense he was in the driver seat, but he wasn't really driving
Trying to get him to see, your brothers and sisters are out here striving
But he was [?] most of the time, tryna revive them (Word)
He cried, his face was ill, the moment we arrived by the waves
We lost who we weren't, started by the stripping of names
So let me show you who you are and how they see you today
His head raised, it was a black face in blackface, spook
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