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Isaac Hayes

"But Can You Kill the n*gger in You?"

[Intro]
"When I was a lad, we had indentured bond servants. Stout Cornish men and Scotsmen."
"Indeed sir, indeed. And if one of them runs away you couldn't tell 'em from any other Englishman."
"But take our black slave sir, and no matter how far they run they're always black."

[Hook]
Now you wanna kill me, that may be true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?
Now you wanna kill me 'cause my lyrics is true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?

[Verse 1]
Quiet as it's kept, some of y'all slept on yourself
Next time you hit the mirror black, turn you back on yourself
I wouldn't trust some a y'all if you was my right hand man
I'd cut it off at the wrist like your name was Benedict
Enough lead to threaten fifty n*ggas dead, you said
'Cause n*ggas is back to perms and relaxers all up in their head
TV n*ggas only make you laugh, embarrass, can you catch it?
n*gga fever new season of modern day Step-and-Fetch-It's 1990's n*ggas be 'fraid of the noise I made
'Bout their master crackers giving out disasters in the hood
Phony honeys be gone when they money's be gone
n*ggaresses artificial chests'
Posin fake hair and high dresses

[Hook]
Now you wanna kill me, that may be true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?
Now you wanna kill me 'cause my lyrics is true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?
Now you wanna kill me, that may be true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?
Now you wanna kill me 'cause my lyrics is true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?

[Verse 2]
Mad n*ggas hittin' sh*t but they health be quittin' it
Clothes and car makin' the men havin' counterfeitin' fit
Seizing n*ggas be praisin' Benzes Beemers when they got em
Shined and simonized foreclosed but they grills be rotten
Simon says, "n*ggas, jump," and they jump for these Hilfiger's
Tommy hates n*ggas high priced styles, white as wild rice
n*ggas be dwellin' in hell and the negroes pray for heaven
f*ck the preacher he don't reach, yo my n*gga roll a seven
n*ggas be forgettin' trips about those slavery ships
"n*ggas wasn't there," they claim
f*ck that, n*gga bring the pain
n*ggas be dealin' narcotic but don't get the money n*gga
Women or the fame my n*gga, or the motherf*ckin' game

[Hook]
Now you wanna kill me, that may be true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?
Now you wanna kill me 'cause my lyrics is true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?
Now you wanna kill me, that may be true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?
Now you wanna kill me 'cause my lyrics is true
One, two, but can you kill the n*gga in you?

[Bridge: Chuck D]
Check it
Brother Isaac drop it on the groove one time
Let the beats check, check out your mind
Brother Isaac Hayes

[Outro: Isaac Hayes]
Yo, yo, brothers, I say to you
Become literate, study your history
Then you know where you need to go
Don't get socialy anesthetized, thinkin you got the rock
When you got the pable
Learn who you are
Come together and survive
It's time to learn to love again
It's time to stand out and be near
Think about your history
And free it from your misery
Learn to love again


Now you wanna kill me, that may be true
One, two
It's time to learn to love again
Now you wanna kill me 'cause my lyrics is true
It's time to learn to love again
Now you wanna kill me, that may be true
One, two
It's time to learn to love again
Now you wanna kill me 'cause my lyrics is true
Learn! To love again

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