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Chapter 18 - I'm hor*y I mean pointy

Hands up, officer don't shoot

Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot

We may never understand each other, it's no use

We ain't ever gonna grasp what each other goes through

Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you

Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you

Pull up on the side of you

Window rolled down, 'profile'

Then we wonder why we see this side of you

Probably comin' from the dope house

We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out

We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum

On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you

And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true

Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it

In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you

Fucked up, but what the f*ck am I to do?

I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin'

No matter how many lives you ruin

It's for the red, white and blue

Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two

No one's ever indicted you

Why? 'Cause you're a

White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar

(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live)

White boy, white boy, in your cop car

(But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve)

White boy, white boy, you're untouchable

(The world's coming to an end, I don't even care)

Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar)

Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and

We don't care what our government's done to f*ck you over, man

Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that

Balderdash, where'd you get the chip on your shoulder at?

Why you kicking that soda can?

Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll up and

Throw your ass in the van cuffed

You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are

Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands

And put our minds more at ease

Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy

We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine

Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities

That's what we call 'em pigsties for

They're like eyesores to police

Talk to you like just a piece of trash

Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me

As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions

As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in

To the sixties, having black skin is risky

'Cause this keeps happening

Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit

And I admit, there have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a

White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar

(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live)

White boy, white boy, in your cop car

(But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve)

White boy, white boy, you're untouchable

(The world's coming to an end, I don't even care)

Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar)

Seems like the average lifespan of a white man

Is more than twice than a black life span

I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner

I feel like checking out on life, can't escape this circumstance

I'd rather hear 'em say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord

Ninja, now it's better disguised banter

But that's life, strapped 'cause we're strapped financially

And can't find answers

We're applying, but McDonald's

Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire

So how can we have higher standards?

As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter

We fight back with violence but acts like that are

Black eyes on the movement

Which makes black lives madder

At cops and cops madder

That's why it's at a stalemate

Can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops

I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops

The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot

Call the attack dogs off of us, man

You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop

And bad cops f*ck it up for the good cops, and man, stop

Sendin' white cops in the black neighborhoods

Who ain't acclimated to 'em, like that's the way to do it

Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns

And know nobody black so they act afraid of us

And that's racism, the fear that a black face gives 'em

A subconscious racist

Wait, why are there black neighborhoods?

'Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area

Separated us, Section-Eight'd us

When we tear it up's the only time attention's paid to us

And education sucks, and every day's another

Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz

Why is it they treat us like dryer lint?

We just want a safe environment for our kids

But can't escape the sirens

Don't take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in

The poverty that we face so the crime rate's the highest in

The lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fence

And we're trapped in these racial biases

That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise

Every time we see a devil's face

Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my

It's more like billy clubs and gats

And we really love it when you think we're guilty 'cause we're black

"But you kill each other, facts

You peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats"

Single mother strugglin' through substance abuse

While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes

F*ck your Republican views

Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the f*ck are the boots?

And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta read comics

Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black

You better be strapped with a derringer

Or be "capped in America" like Steve Rogers

'Cause no one oversees these cops and

All we see is 'em beat charges

We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off

So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings

Just keep marchin', 'til we reach congress

But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance

If you try to slander the flag but

Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb

So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum

If you don't stand for the national anthem

We raise it, you better praise it

Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll

Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield

Home of the brave is still racist 'ville

So this whole nation feels like a plantation field

In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals

That had its Natives killed

Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel

To a piece of cloth that represents the "Land of the Free" that made people slaves to build

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I bust in, devilish grin, disgusting

Asshole, freckled cheeks and a butt chin

Calling all party animals, get on the floor

When I pop up on some whack a mole shit

In search of a chick who stacked them so thick

And implants are so big

She can hang me up on that rack, big ol' tits

Like Anna Nicole Smith

Body's bananas and sass to go wit'

I spot you at first glance and go, "shit"

You wearin' those pants that don't fit

That part won't ever give up

That's why you stick it out no matter what

'Cause you got an ass that won't quit

So, get on the horn, my saxophone

Grab hold of my instrument, get a grasp, and blow

You just laugh and go heehee

'Cause you're just as nasty so that's appropriate

That's why I love you, 'cause you remind me of me

That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah, me)

I sing, I love you, 'cause you remind me of me

That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah, me)

You know, I'm wearin' a new shirt tonight, too (yo)

With me on it

I'm lookin' at your tight rear, like a sightseer

Your booty is heavy duty like diarrhea

The plan's to bring you to my house

You're drinkin' Jack and Bean

I'm thinkin' soon as trampolines so we should bounce

But you're outta your tube top

If you're thinkin' that mi casa es su casa

Yeah, you're a cute fox

Perfect ten, so back that up like a moonwalk

Girl, you're smokin' like Snoop Dogg

But you must be tokin' if you think you're takin' over my quarters

There goes the diamonds and the jukebox

Two shots, a blue hypnotic and soon I

Turn this brooha to a barroom brawl

So hit smash on the break like the cue ball

Turn the volume all the way up on your boombox

And excuse the locker room talk, I'm just too raw

But apparently, so are you, ma

'Cause you just kicked me in the balls and told me to screw off

And that's why

I love you, 'cause you remind me of me

That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah, me)

I sing, I love you, 'cause you remind me of me

That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah, me)

(Say can I take you home, where we can be alone?)

Shawty, you the shit

Girl, I order you to sit

I know you're probably feelin' me more than you admit

Pull up a chair, sweetie, let me order you a drink

I only go to meetings court-ordered from a shrink

So from the bottom to the top, floor to ceiling

You ain't run of the mill, you're one in a million

'Cause real tits are still fun

But everybody knows fake tits are still better than real ones

So come and spend the night with the guy most are terrified of

But tonight, curiosity overrides ya

Besides ya (I love)

Like a starter pistol

Crystal and slides, hon, tonight I'm your pilot

'Cause you should be up in the sky, girl, you're so fucking fly

You belong in the mile high club

So come on baby, the night's young

Don't string me along, I'm high strung

We might wind it up, unbound like we're trying for the Cy Young

Fuckin' for, we get to the house, screwin' our brains out

Like changing' a light bulb

That's why I like ya, 'cause I'm crazy just like ya

Now every time I get brain, you screw mine up

I barely can think straight, your head game is a mindfuck

So ready, set, aim, and fire

Yes, babe, I'm fallin' in likeness kinda

But

I love you, 'cause you remind me of me

That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah, me)

I sing, I love you, 'cause you remind me of me

That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah, me)

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We never saw from each other's sides

Or eye to eye

Just eye for eye, lie for lie, fight or flight

So much baggage, need a luggage rack

But we carry on with our public spats and our feuds

Oh, back in the news

Love taps when I dissed you

Like it was fun

Actually used to run

Back to the booth

Jump back in the studio

Give you a tongue

Lash out on you

Laughed at a stomach tat with the tomb

Stone it was funny back in our youth

But then it wasn't after we knew

That we were done and actually through (and actually through)

But if there's one fraction of truth

If it could be spun back I would do so many things different

'Cause it was such a dumbass excuse

You hit me once

And that I would use to continue the pattern of abuse

Why did I punch back?

Girls your dad is a scumbag

I'm confused because

How come you can be a low illusion

How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father?

A good dad, but a bad husband

Why are you a good father?

A great dad, but a bad husband

You wouldn't beat our love with a writer's block

Just a line that's hot, that I forgot

We laughed a little, cried a lot

I'll never forget when you came home and you held Hailey

Day before you went to jail and daily

How we would wait for that mail lady

Or by the phone, for mom to call

And I watch you pull yourself up

And we decided on giving it one more try despite it all

You're my lightning rod

When my sky gets dark

I'm your shiny rocks

In that tiny box

When we tied the knot

When we broke the knot

Every line we crossed

We were supposed to not

Every time we fought

Being souls they got

Thrown too far

Words that we said that we didn't mean

The words that we meant that we didn't say

The ones that we thought that should've said

Letters written that we could've read

Which maybe would've lead to some good instead

And had this put to bed

But I'd be lying still if I said I wasn't sitting here asking myself

How come you can be a low illusion

How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father?

A good dad, but a bad husband

Why are you a good father?

A great dad, but a bad husband

(Dad) (you said)

Forever be a hero in my eyes

I reply

There's always another side to a good father

A great dad, but a bad husband

We brought out the worst in each other

Someone had to make the sparring end

'Cause I loved you but I hated that me

And I don't wanna see that side again

But I'm sorry Kim

More than you could ever comprehend

Leaving you was fucking harder than

Sawing off a fucking body limb

Once upon a time where all we had

Maybe that's what drew us to each other

It was true love shit that we never knew was possible

We might have loved each other too much

And maybe that's what made us do what we did to each other

All the screw-ups

'Cause you always thought that you was more in love with me

And I was thinking I was more in love than you was

For all the times that we thought it worked

'Till we saw how wrong we were

When the dust settles now

And all the dirt

And if I touch the rawest nerve

All I want is for us to not hurt

And it's been an exhaustive search to find the words

But I just heard mockingbird

And got the urge to jot me some verses

And thoughts the purpose was not to stir up open wounds

I've caused a few, and so have you

Or argue who's fault it was

Partly yours, partly mine

But really no ones, this is so tough

I'm getting choked up

Oh f*ck it, we both suck

We broke up, got back together

We both thought we had forever

Not bad people, just bad together

We was so nuts, back stab each other, another blow struck

But there's no ducking this blow

'Cause it's over

And it's closure

But, I'm not so sure how to close this

I just don't know how some people could be so good at one thing

And so fucked at a whole 'nother shit it's no wonder

How come, how come, you can be a lord and a loser?

How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father?

A good dad, but a bad husband

Why are you a good father?

A great dad, but a bad husband

(Dad) (you said)

Forever be a hero in my eyes

I reply

There's always another side to a good father

A great dad, but a bad husband

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