The Negro Problem

They don't call you black, you a negro. You sign them kids in school.

You ever know them dudes that get madder than a motherfucker, right?

He be talking about, "Uh, say, black boy. " "Say, man, what you mean, black? "

You know it's dirty when the sink dirty Nowadays you thirteen, you gotta think thirty Can't be out here sittin' waitin' on the next man Wake up early, hit your reps, cook the eggs, man Keep your head on a swivel 'cause the pistols got switches on 'em And even lil' sticks got extensions on 'em It sound a long way from some whippings, don't it?

It's all the same road with some distance on it Now it's train police and it's school police It's gon' be police at the balloon release

Bein' real, that's business as usual here Look alive, you could die at a funeral here It's a lot of complaints but we just can't file 'em Open case, shut case, still won't solve 'em The judge said, "What?

I don't see no problem" The world said, "Yep, that's the negro problem"

The negro problem

The negro problem

The negro problem

Ooh, I'm sick of you, all your minions so despicable Me, my typical medical journey only takes place when it's critical I know how you get when it's melanated individuals, huh More clinical trials, more chemicals For our women, its symptoms seem cynical Give 'em Tylenol and steal the umbilicals, 'cripts refillable

Hey, if I'm billable and gullible enough to go Might as well show up in a tux, you know Make sure my hearse and my ducks in rows 'Cause that bill's gon' rupture your bucks, you know Malpractice, we still can't file 'em I don't know the number but we just can't dial 'em The doctor said, "Nurse, I don't see no problem" The world -said, "Yep, that's a negro problem" -'Cause it's your problem -The negro problem -Even though we ain't the same We don't -feel your pain -The negro problem 'Cause it's your problem -The negro problem -Even though we don't see eye to eye We -don't share your pain -The negro problem -'Cause it's your— -My problem is your problem Your problem is my problem My problem is your problem Your problem is my problem

They say when to kick his ass or let him go

When it's time to stay or when to go

Streetlights say when to come home

Stealin' shit from the corner store Remember the first time that you fell in love

Your favorite song on the radio

Hangin' out with nowhere to go

It's everything, but they'll never know Oh, oh, oh

It's everything, but they'll never know

Oh, oh, oh -It's everything, but they'll never know -My problem is your problem Your problem is my problem

My problem is your problem

Your problem is my problem My problem is your problem Your problem is my problem My problem is your problem Your problem is my problem

My parents was like that, you know?

'Cause my neighborhood, you know, there used to be some beautiful black man would come through the neighborhood dressed in

African shit, you know? Really nice shit, you know?

And they'd be, "Peace, love, uh, black is beautiful. Remember the essence of life. We are people of the universe.

Life is beautiful. " My parents go, "That nigga crazy. "