BIG K.R.I.T. - Another Naive Individual Glorifying Greed & Encouraging Rascism lyrics

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Intro

(I want you all to go to your windows

Go to your windows and yell out

Scream with all the life that you can muster up inside your bruised, assaulted and battered bodies:

"I am sick and tired of being a nigger!")

Hook

I don't wanna be another nigga

Tell the government

I don't wanna be another nigga

Tell them white folk

I don't wanna be another nigga

Tell them black folk

I don't wanna be another nigga

Tell the world

I don't wanna be another nigga

Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.

Waitin' with my hands out

Broke in the hood, they give a damn 'bout

Braggin' to my homies 'bout the hoes I fucked

Drinkin' bottles after bottle, plus I smoke too much

I never had a job that would pay me well

I took what I could cause they gave me hell

Spend what I stole on some clothes and kicks

My ex-girl say I won't amount to shit

But she suck and fuck when my car roll up

Tried to fuck her sister but she talk too much

Her mama shake her head whenever I come 'round

Whatever high I had when I saw her might come down

I barely go to church but I say I will

I bow my head right before I eat my meal

The world's fucked up and they claimin' I'm to blame

It's a damn shame, cause

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Verse 2

Chillin' with my homeboys plottin' on you

Watchin' movies how to come up quick

Recruiting young niggas I can come up with

Barely read books, but they down to shoot

Live life breakin rules, they got something to prove

Parents ain't around they got nothing to lose

Wave the tool on a fool for some brand new shoes

Little child runnin' wild in the streets

Wanna be a G so he look up to me

Try to hit the block and make a name

Claim he caught a body now he got it and he feeling all the same

Till the family of the victim come knocking

Millin' through the corners of the ghetto till they shot him

Youth still dyin' and they claimin' I'm to blame

It's a damn shame, cause

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Verse 3

Always tryna' sell you something

Don't really know shit, but tryna' tell you something

Tap dance if you want him to

Coulda' fed the hungry but he bought them jewels

Won't ever look back cause he gotta keep movin'

Even if he leave his own people +Bamboozled+

Takin' credit like he did it by himself

Too much pride to realize that he really had help

Always judge a man by his wealth

He ain't me so he can't feel how I felt

He saw me walkin' and he ain't look back - too scared

We make eye contact:

So he can he didn't see me when he drove by

And I could say he didn't see me and it's alright

He just want the fame from the game, it's a shame

I bet he think I'm just another nigga

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