How A Black Man Feels

[Verse 1]
Plenty niggas known have tried
Plenty motherfuckers died
Plenty niggas known have died...
Commit suicide
Some are no'in
Some are yes'in
Some motherfuckers guessin'
Put a gun up to your head
Listen to the rhymes I said
If you look into our faces
Find out we're no fuckin' racists
If you fail to understand
Here's their motherfuckin' plan
Rob or kill, or steal or blunder
Straight on up we'll put you under
Pullin' hard I keep on thinkin'
Thunderbird the drink I'm drinkin'
Shoot all racists without blinkin'
Motherfuckers like you sinkin'
If you win or if you lose...
Sing thе blues
Give a "fuck off" who we killin'
That's how thе black man feelin'

[Verse 2]
Motherfuckers on a rampage
A brother with a 12 gauge
No former education
We're fuckin' up the nation
Think about it if you doubt it
Crack cocaine we'll do without it
Some are off it, some are down
So motherfuckers can't be found
Who a second or a minute
Play this game you'll never win it
Sayin' somethin' to the clan
A message you should understand
Put a gun into my hand
Then shot another white man
Give a "fuck off" who we killin'
That's how the black man feelin'

[Verse 3]
Whoever made the work on nig
The same motherfucker pulled the trigger
So I figure I'd be bigger
Motherfuckers shake and shiver
Or (dequiver?) I deliver
Don't (???) like a river
In my days of (CO8?)
'Cause motherfuckers cannot wait
So I debate "am I that great?"
Awaken from my fuckin' fate
Am I in or am I out?
Or do I have some fuckin' clout?
Because my fuckin' skin is black...
What do I lack?
Give a "fuck off" who we killin'
That's how the black man feelin'