Pat Battle - B(L)ack Track lyrics

[Pat Battle - BLack Track lyrics]

Oh shit! Pat's at it again
Making White folk mad in a panicky bend
Best of luck, if had a fuck
Wouldn't give it up
For the feelings of the children of
The ones who gave the whippings
I'm motherfucking Black
And I'm motherfucking proud
Motherfucking loud - Can you
Fuckers hear me now?
Your reign on the top just
Stopped - Peace Privilege
And it should be given that
I'm livin' my opinion
But you're quite livid - Why
You didn't get it? I'm sorry, can't relate
I got a lot up on my plate
I exist in a space when my case to exist
Is a pace and a skip to
The grave from the crib
And it's not your fault if
An ancestor got mad pleasure
From my people's displeasure with the leather
But whip me into shape in
A debate about race?
You best vacate, go and turn about face
"How he gone behave? Now why's
He in a craze?"
Look bitch, it's a free world
What you want me to say?
I apologize if you feeling sodomized
By the thought of my rebel ways
Let me fortify the phrase - Rebel Ways
So if you ain't privy to rebel rage
You ain't seen shit yet
Call my bluff, place bets
If I ain't fucking fell on my Black face yet
And y'all still uptight - I
Must be doing something right, 'cause

With so much drama in the world today
It's kinda hard being B-L-A-C-K
They hanging onto every little word I say
Looking for me to slip up
To persecute a nigga
But this Black brother ain't
Bending over backwards
I'm not your boy and no, you're not my master
So back the fuck up and don't catch feelings
Your reaction is revealing but it
Ain't all that appealing

Ha - Ha - Ha - Ha - You mad? You mad?
Ha - Ha - Ha - Ha - Too bad - Too bad
Ha - Ha - Ha - Ha - You mad? You mad?
Ha- Ha - Ha - Ha - Ha - Ha - Who's bad?

"Stop that Black guy! I don't
Like what he said" well stop these cops - I
Don't like to be dead and I don't like to be
Fed that liberal bullshit
All lives matter? I'm sorry
What's the matter? I've lost my place in
This great American novel
I missed the part on White plight
But what do I know?
The burden of a man? Determined by his hands
And the pigment that is in them
- It wasn't my invention drok said
"Never let a White man give you trouble"
And that motherfucker German
I ain't living in a bubble
Humble when I wanna be
Not when you want me to be
And if that ain't case
Tell my G's we was never free
And ready up a riot, fuck it
We already dying
Cuz these White niggers flipping
Over gluten free diets
While these triggers steady prying
Every politician lying
Yeah I'm violent - Wanna deny my
Rights? Come and try it

You beat around the bush
Like pervert outside a window
I'm weeded on the kush and indo - Okay

"Seriously" - If what you're fearing is me
You ain't hearing the pleas
You don't wanna believe
There's millions of motherfuckers
Just like me
D-D-Do the math bastard, it's not just me
You dummies can't see
Though articulate and innocent
I helm from a family of hell, mad niggerish
Gotta spit ridiculous for you to understand
That I've seen some shit couldn't dream
Goddamn but Eurocentricity's a mystery to me
A disease - Blinds you from
What you oughta see kid, please
I can wipe my ass with your degree
You think that piece of paper
Gone save you? Sheeeit
The nature of your nutriment's
A little segregated
You live it, you defend it
You were never meant to change it
And any fella questioning the
State of your arrangement
You holla 'bout equality when you
Ain't never gave shit
Contrast between that and everything
You've taken is stark
The answer to where we gonna start
In why this conversation's never
Taken place and your Facebook face
Ain't the same when in yo basement
We know what you be saying, We ain't playing
I'm reporting it's important I implore a
Little wisdom while recording
These punk mother fuckers support every sport
They'd cower if a power forward
Stepped on they porch
Or perhaps I got the torch
Going forth on a witch hunt
Ain't gotta name names -
They're relevant this much zip cunts
The thighs of your guise are closed
Ain't fucking my culture 'round me, no more
And if it's awfully awkward for all of ya
Call up a therapist
Tell her how fragile your peril is
And how oppressing my ebonexpression is
Wait, what's the lesson? Forgot
What the question is

I'm just fucking with you White
Peopleyou know I love you

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