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Artist: Public Enemy
Album:  Fear Of A Black Planet
Song:   Anti-Nigger Machine

        When I'm talkin' rhyme time
        To blow your mind time some say
        It's nothing worse than a verse
        To hear some nigger curse
        They call me rude some dudes fiery attitude
        Claimin' I boast and smoke
        And sometimes sing the blues
        I twang metal and settle
        Try to never back pedal
        From the power some got
        To get a nigger shot
        The null and void I avoid
        I test the paranoid
        Never had to be bad
        My mama raised me mad
        So what I got is hot
        I love my life a lot
        I'm never sad just glad
        That's why I thank my dad
        Once they never gave a fuck about
        What I said
        Now they listen and they want my head

        Instead of peace the police
        Just wanna wreck and flex
        On the kid
        What I did was try to be the best
        So they fingered the trigger
        Figured I was a bigger nigger
        And started to search
        An so I headed west
        Went to cally a rally
        Was for a brothers death
        It was the fuzz who shot him
        An not da blood or cuzz
        I wondered why it was like
        So I just held my mike
        But in my mind I was blind
        So I just tried to find
        A reason we was quick
        Just the way that we was
        So I just stayed in the crib
        Until I got a buzz...