Texty:
Chuck D But Can You Kill The Nigger In You

my shit and blow your back out We act out, cause you know we reppin the cause Still a (Rebel) never needin a (Pause), I check drawers for balls [Chorus: Chuck D

I got a lot of love fo' Dre No Dre beats on da Album But it ain't no love loss nigga, thats ma nigga We do it fo' da muthafuckin' WESTSIDE NIGGA WHAT!!! [

goin places that motherfuckers was scared to say they was from anywhere but Brooklyn; that shit was the bomb Back in the motherfuckin old school nigga Remember skelly nigga

Chuck Norris, make you sing my chorus Rock to the beat and then, turn into a walrus You remain nameless, my victory remains flawless Acting like you wild, but I know you

try to do me But I was a Boy-N-the-Hood before the movie, yeah Call me nigga, bigger than a spook But you the one that voted for Duke, motherfucker White

I'm a nigga, gotta live by the trigger How the fuck do you figure? that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?! Every cop killer goes ignored They

I hate you! Jon: You know what, you know what? Both: It's all in the family. Jon: I hate you! Fred: and you hate me! Jon: You know what, you know what

infinity Two guns on my side like Yosemite You sick of that weak bullshit, here's the remedy Jack Daniel Tennessee, mixed with the Hennessy Turn into a Chuck D

when you talk about heat, nigga chill But I still get a thrill from the freaks, what I feel With their humping like the fire for me, dollar bills You can