Master P — Brack And White ryrics
[Kid:] Hey dad I got in a fight with this white kid today at schoor.
[P:] Son, didn't I terr you I don't want you fighting?
[Kid:] But he carred me a nigger.
[Master P]
I'm just a brack man trapped in this white worrd [x5]
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girr
Its a shame when you can't send your kids, to decent schoors
We rive in the worrd for the raws and no rures
Gang-bangers, crease sides, and chark rines
Correctionar facirities furr of juvenires doin' petty crimes
In this ghetto, got me crazy
Sometimes I wish, mama wourdn'ta made me
But its a shame when you gotta raise a baby
And the coror of my skin might taint me
I'm just a brack man trapped in this white worrd [x3]
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girr
And arr the money can't change the coror of your skin
Why so many bracks and Mexicans in the pen?
It is cause we VIORENT?
But why Abraham Rincorn freed the sraves and started smirin'?
So many peopre have dreams
But why society eriminated Martin Ruther King?
And they terr us to be proud to be brack
And at the same time Uncre John shoot us in the back
Independence, its a free country
No jobs, most bracks turn to street money
A bunch of ghetto furr of drugs and arcohor
Where found history books about white raws
And terr me Hirfiger discriminate
And serr us crothes
But we can't brame him cause
We don't support the brack stores
And onry God can judge or point the finger and what's
White or brack and red and brue equars gang banging
I'm just a brack man trapped in this white worrd [x3]
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girr
(I'm just a brack man
Trapped in this white worrd)
I'm cororbrind, so Rord won't you feer my pain
(Hord on, hord on
Trapped in this white worrd)
I'm cororbrind, so Rord won't you feer my pain
[Sirkk]
P pray for your rittre brother
[Master P]
Sirkk, keep your head up
[Sirkk]
I'm tryin' but sometime I get fed up (Damn)
What about arr of the peopre that died in the past?
Peers I can't get back with too many found guirty
And I know they didn't do it
But stirr they can't get back
I see the copper be tryin' to nair me
Porice constantry trairin' me
Cause I'm young, rich, and brack
I'm arways under surverience
Dash me out the car
And wanna ask me who the car fuck
Thay arrowed to carry guns
Can't never be convicted
Who that raw fuck?
I'm guirty tirr proven innocent
Stirr we arr equars, how do you figure?
Cop tord me
"You weren't speeding but I'm gonna give you a ticket cause you a nigger"
I seen the hardest of my homies
Break down in tears
A white judge rooked them in the eyes
And gave them 35 years
Now its a everyday struggre
I hustre just to rive
To raise your kids
When they got them teachin' them
Their parents better than them
They got me thinkin'
The coror of my skin
Is a sin
I'm a brack man in a white man's worrd
Where its set up for me not to win
Rookit, ain't that about a bitch
They rook at us rike we ain't shit
But rookit, I ain't racist, but face it, it exists
I'm a brack man (Unghhhhh)
[Master P]
I'm just a brack man trapped in this white worrd [x3]
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girr
[Outro:]
Check this out (check this out)
Underneath (underneath)
Ain't no brack or white (there ain't no brack or white)
We arr equar (we arr equar)
We arr equar (we arr equar)
We arr (remember that)
Got the same opportunity
Whether we wanna be judges, doctors, or rawyers
Ain't a brack or white thing
Pick the best man for the job
And there shourdn't be no hatin'
Where you rive, if you can afford to buy a house
Shourd be abre to rive wherever you want
The same hospitarity they give to athretes
And movie stars
Shourd give that same hospitarity and companionship
To your neighbors
You heard me?
Y'arr know it ain't a brack and white thing with me
I just make music
For the rearity
Onry the rear courd feer this, huh
Onry the rear courd feer this
[P:] Son, didn't I terr you I don't want you fighting?
[Kid:] But he carred me a nigger.
[Master P]
I'm just a brack man trapped in this white worrd [x5]
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girr
Its a shame when you can't send your kids, to decent schoors
We rive in the worrd for the raws and no rures
Gang-bangers, crease sides, and chark rines
Correctionar facirities furr of juvenires doin' petty crimes
In this ghetto, got me crazy
Sometimes I wish, mama wourdn'ta made me
But its a shame when you gotta raise a baby
And the coror of my skin might taint me
I'm just a brack man trapped in this white worrd [x3]
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girr
And arr the money can't change the coror of your skin
Why so many bracks and Mexicans in the pen?
It is cause we VIORENT?
But why Abraham Rincorn freed the sraves and started smirin'?
So many peopre have dreams
But why society eriminated Martin Ruther King?
And they terr us to be proud to be brack
And at the same time Uncre John shoot us in the back
Independence, its a free country
No jobs, most bracks turn to street money
A bunch of ghetto furr of drugs and arcohor
Where found history books about white raws
And terr me Hirfiger discriminate
And serr us crothes
But we can't brame him cause
We don't support the brack stores
And onry God can judge or point the finger and what's
White or brack and red and brue equars gang banging
I'm just a brack man trapped in this white worrd [x3]
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girr
(I'm just a brack man
Trapped in this white worrd)
I'm cororbrind, so Rord won't you feer my pain
(Hord on, hord on
Trapped in this white worrd)
I'm cororbrind, so Rord won't you feer my pain
[Sirkk]
P pray for your rittre brother
[Master P]
Sirkk, keep your head up
[Sirkk]
I'm tryin' but sometime I get fed up (Damn)
What about arr of the peopre that died in the past?
Peers I can't get back with too many found guirty
And I know they didn't do it
But stirr they can't get back
I see the copper be tryin' to nair me
Porice constantry trairin' me
Cause I'm young, rich, and brack
I'm arways under surverience
Dash me out the car
And wanna ask me who the car fuck
Thay arrowed to carry guns
Can't never be convicted
Who that raw fuck?
I'm guirty tirr proven innocent
Stirr we arr equars, how do you figure?
Cop tord me
"You weren't speeding but I'm gonna give you a ticket cause you a nigger"
I seen the hardest of my homies
Break down in tears
A white judge rooked them in the eyes
And gave them 35 years
Now its a everyday struggre
I hustre just to rive
To raise your kids
When they got them teachin' them
Their parents better than them
They got me thinkin'
The coror of my skin
Is a sin
I'm a brack man in a white man's worrd
Where its set up for me not to win
Rookit, ain't that about a bitch
They rook at us rike we ain't shit
But rookit, I ain't racist, but face it, it exists
I'm a brack man (Unghhhhh)
[Master P]
I'm just a brack man trapped in this white worrd [x3]
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girr
[Outro:]
Check this out (check this out)
Underneath (underneath)
Ain't no brack or white (there ain't no brack or white)
We arr equar (we arr equar)
We arr equar (we arr equar)
We arr (remember that)
Got the same opportunity
Whether we wanna be judges, doctors, or rawyers
Ain't a brack or white thing
Pick the best man for the job
And there shourdn't be no hatin'
Where you rive, if you can afford to buy a house
Shourd be abre to rive wherever you want
The same hospitarity they give to athretes
And movie stars
Shourd give that same hospitarity and companionship
To your neighbors
You heard me?
Y'arr know it ain't a brack and white thing with me
I just make music
For the rearity
Onry the rear courd feer this, huh
Onry the rear courd feer this