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One nation under God

 

 

One nation under God

Personally, I would like to be behind God

Protected from bullets and anthrax

Bomb threats and Billy club whacks

Hate groups hell bent on genocide

Or a group of niggas in a car ready to do a drive by

I feel safer in the projects

Than in my fathers $400,000 house

Because society makes me feel like that is where I belong

No matter what I were, or what I drive

I am still a nigga in the eyes of those who fear me

Wherever I go I am reminded of my distinction

My skin pigmentation that they wouldn’t dare to mention

I am black no matter what my credentials

And you wonder why I act so different