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A young n got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
♥♥♥♥ that ♥♥♥♥, 'cause I ain't the one
For a punk ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ with a badge and a gun
To be beatin' on, and thrown in jail
We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
♥♥♥♥in' with me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every n is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see, me in the pen
Than me and Lorenzo rollin' in a Benz-o
Beat a police out of shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still gettin' swole off bread and water
I don't know if they ♥♥♥♥ or what
Search a n down, and grabbin' his nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none