Текст (слова) песни: B.D.P. - Bo! Bo! Bo!

 
Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack 
Get your street knowledge every posse know that come again 
Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack 
The only way to deal with racism if you`re black 
 
Well, seven in the morning I woke up to jog 
Rushed out the door to inhale the smog 
As I ran, I began to wonder 
Should I produce or should I tour this summer 
Well just that second I heard stay where you are 
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car 
I laid on the pavement like I was hurt 
Then a redneck cop jumped out with a smirk 
He said, ah boy you better watch where you run 
as he poked my side with the barrel of his shotgun 
I said Officer man I ain`t do nothin 
He said what`s that word you n----s use, ya frontin? 
Well ya frontin, so why were you running down the street? 
At this time I had stood to my feet and said Wait a minute 
And that`s when he did it, he hit me in the face with his gun I wasn`t 
with it so 
On the ground was a bottle of Snapple, I broke the bottle in his fucking 
Adam`s apple 
As he fell his partner called for backup well, I had the shotgun and 
began to act up with that 
 
(Chorus) 
 
Well I threw down the gun and began to run 
I got back in no time and loaded the nine 
First I took two clips and then I took two more 
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door 
I took three shots and then I laid 
They rushed in shooting so I threw a quick grenade 
It went boom like a supernova 
Badges arms heads legs cops were all over 
I jumped out the fire escape down to the street and I started to run you 
know I couldn`t feel my feet, I was weak, I said to myself Holy shit! 
My shirt had filled with blood I didn`t know I got hit but there`s no 
time to stop no time to explain man I`m in too deep with this everyday 
ghetto pain 
Black men are judged by their clothes 
Black women are looked at as hoes 
So I as one of these uppity n----s 
Can only rely on the sound of a trigga going 
 
(Chorus) 
 
Well I staggered down the street to an old bookstore 
Called the Tree of Life (Yo D it ain`t there no more) 
But when it was boy I was lucky 
Cause in the basement is where they stuck me 
When I awoke at the 14th hour 
Three black women had gave me a quick shower 
I stayed a while and escaped in a truck 
Driven by two guys, Rakim and Chuck 
What the fuck I asked as I laid there How many guys do you drive a day 
there? Chuck said many, Rakim said plenty it`s an everyday thing when 
you`re willing to sing a song... 
 
(Chorus) 
 
Peace and love to DJ Scott LaRock he`s in there still!
 

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