Lyrics Black Friday - DJ Quik
I
look
around
and
the
whole
scene
is
different
It
seem
like
life
is
different
What′s
wrong
with
us,
why
the
police
wanna
kill
us?
Why
black
people
emotional?
Black
people
know
it,
you
the
same
color
outer
space
You
should
not
feel
out
of
place
Curtis
Mayfield
said
it,
James
Brown
said
it
Now
stop
faking
pigment,
and
go
embrace
your
heritage
Ain't
no
good
or
bad
hair,
only
fine
or
course
hair
That
is
so
divisive,
why
do
my
sisters
care?
I
been
on
my
own,
30
years
strong
I
was
broke
as
a
bone,
nowhere
to
call
my
home
But
I
knew
I
had
talent,
I
knew
that
I
could
do
it
That
thing
that
change
your
life,
don′t
get
no
[?]
into
it
Make
you
put
your
feet
into
it
Don't
let
the
evils
distract
you
or
make
you
quit
Because
if
it
was
Eazy-E
could
do
it
If
'Pac
was
here,
he′d
write
a
song
that
would
calm
you
down
And
I
would
maybe
produce
it,
give
it
that
Compton
sound
He
only
haunts
me
now,
I
see
the
truth
even
further
He
knew
them
rap
magazines
would
instigate
us
further
I′ma
tell
you
like
that,
cause'
I
can
tell
you
like
that
Pour
out
a
little
liquor,
′Pac
communicates
through
Quiksta
Now
I'm
drinking
[?]
and
apple
juice
I′ve
been
drinking
[?]'s
since
I
was
29
I
made
the
history
books
when
I
was
29
And
now
I
heard
every
line
′cause
people
always
lying
Now
me
heart
is
telling
me
that
this
is
what
you
need
So
before
I
leave
I'ma
give
it
to
you,
give
it
to
you
yeah
Without
no
pop
scream
there,
let
you
know
I
mean
it
yeah
Solitary
mind,
military
mission
I
tried
to
get
my
people's
to
chill,
that′s
my
intention
But
you
can′t
stop
the
back
and
forth
when
a
brother
dies
And
families
gotta
pay
for
funerals
without
a
dime
Deadly
force
cases,
brand
new
databases
And
Trump
wants
to
stop
at
Christmas,
go
buy
him
[?]
Don't
put
your
hands
up,
don′t
ask
them
not
to
shoot
Just
say
you
wanna
live,
now
that's
a
common
truth
You
can′t
believe
the
TV,
that's
only
part
of
the
scandal
There
ain′t
no
filter
on
the
web
and
that's
too
much
to
handle
Since
Adam
bit
the
apple,
we
all
get
hit
with
shrapnel
Them
tear
gas
cannons
just
explode
and
then
we
get
trampled
Now
see
yourself
in
my
voice,
I
say
what
you
don't
hear
I
say
what
they
don′t
print,
because
the
truth
is
so
feared
And
that′s
just
so
weird
They
make
you
bury
your
reality
with
drugs
and
a
beer
Don't
you
hear
me?
Don′t
you
hear
me?
(Huh)
Don't
you
hear
me?
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