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white like me - marcel cartier lyrics

[verse 1]

welcome to post-racial usa
where the president’s black so what (does) that say
obviously we’re in the same boat
slave ships are old news now we all cope
on an equal playing field with oppression
white and black its like they carrying the same weapon
cause if trayvon was white he still would have died
and zimmerman would still be freed if he was oj’s kind
wait a minute! it’s just coincidence
that blacks are like 12% the populance
but over 40% in the prison house
maybe they are just yet to figure this sh-t out
history is irrelevant it’s in the past
the cops won’t stop you or me we’ll both p-ss
stop your b-tching, whining, complaining
obama never seems to do it, he the tame one
you think life in the projects it tough, but hey
we allready had civil rights with mlk
we got the best living standards anyway
you can allways go ahead and leave the country
you talking ’bout racial justice; are you a communist?
they the only ones that really take you serious
otherwise just shut your mouth and play along
you see even whites can make a f-cking rap song
i’m kinda p-ssed about affirmative action
i only affirm that i wear black fashion
and that should be enough to let you know i care
don’t call me a racist, don’t you, don’t you dare

[hook x 2]
you wanna get off the case like me
you wanna never get chased like me
wanna wild out, do drugs like me
you can’t really do that, cause you ain’t white like me

[verse 2]
i’m at the frat house, don’t you, don’t you know
i’m in here with my peoples, my motherf-cking bros
i got white friends, black friends, mexicans;
the legal ones, off course, man the party’s sweltering
i even see some people of terrorist decent
but i know they the good ones, they innocent
anyone in here, try to do some dope
man i bought a half key of f-cking c0ke
i got the hookup, my cousin supplied it
but if they ask, imma keep that sh-t on silent
we in the back, snorting up thats how we do
ah, the cops at the door, what the f-ck do we do?
we got; kareem, jamal and an estevez
i thought next thing, they comin’ for my f-cking neck
but then i placed the others weren’t dressed right
sometimes you need a suit and tie, then you outta sight

[hook x 2]

- marcel cartier lyrics

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