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- Oblique Brown - Oblique Brown Lyrics
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- [Verse 1]
- It was the, moment I feared, the corner was clear
- or so I thought then a fucking cop appeared
- in my rearview, red-blueberries was flashing
- flagged me to the side of the road, starte daskin'
- for "License, Registration", stayed silentand patient
- waitin... as the cop ran my plates, he came back moments later
- scanning my face, disappointed, "Ain't no warrants in my name
- and this ride's clean man, I got it in my mama's name, what I do?
- "You ran a red, illegal U, that's two tickets!"
- "Cool, pass em over, i'd love to stay and kick it
- but I'll catch you in court, you know I'ma fight it!"
- "What! Hold up Osama, don't be so near-sighted!"
- Before I snatched the ticket, the cop got excited
- clutched his glock and screamed, "Don't even budge bitch!"
- Thought he'd call Tom Ridge to tell him "flip the color switch"
- A white boy rocks a beard, he's consided rugged
- and if I sport one, I'ma threat to the public!
- "What you got in the trunk? Any guns-drugs-explosives?"
- "Nope, got some CD's though, you can keep as coasters!"
- "Where'd you come from?"- "Right around the corner
- I just rocked a show man, go ask the owner!"
- "Hmm, you had drinks, even 1 or 2 Corona's?"
- "Nope, i'm an organd onor, but it's too early to be one!"
- "You ever been to jail?" "Nope" - "Well you 'bout to be once!"
- "On what charges?" - "Any charges I choose fuck!
- DUI, resisting arrest, disorderly conduct"
- "Yup, guess I'm America's worst nightmare
- cause I'm young, brown and look MiddleEastern"
- "Yea, now get out the car, hands up, knees on the floor"
- I said, "My sister went to Seton Hall, I know about the law"
- he's like, "Dude, your face is probable cause"
- [Hook/Bridge]
- [Verse2]
- I stepped out the car, put my hands upon the hood
- the cop calling me names, insulting my manhood
- patted me down, found a box of Newports
- threw them to the ground and warned, "Dont make me use force"
- "Force for what? I ain't puttin' up resistance
- you ain't gonna villainize me to validate your existence"
- "Listen boy, this is routine procedure
- keep yappin' and I'll revoke your Visa"
- right then, my girl pulled up, right beside me
- jumped out her car and asked the officer politely
- 'What's goin' on here, leave him alone
- he ain't do shit we just on our way home
- from listening to some music" 'Mind your business"
- She proceeded, so he turned and started starin at her boobs
- and made comments, about the way that she strut
- staring at her butt, calling her a slut
- fuck, I reacted, jabbed his back with my elbow
- "Shit, fuck, aww hell no..."
- all along all this copper was lookin' for was a reason
- and I gave him one, "Assault" see you at the precinct
- [Verse3 ]
- I'm sitting at the station, cuffed to a cell
- Surrounded by browns and cold steel smell
- Wondering why, we crossed the dark waters
- With its past slavery, exploitation, slaughter
- Through the bars in the cell, CO's tossing ham sandwiches
- Laughing, treating us like savages
- But America's built on inhumane pain
- And I bet you felt safe when the Fox News came
- That Uday and Qusay Hussein slain
- ..to you we all the same if you black you sell crack
- if you brown you down buildings
- Timmy McVeigh did the same shit, yall killed him
- But you ain't trample the rights of your whitec ivilians
- Didn't harass 'em, or ask 'em for Passports, Visas
- Didn't freeze their assets, no search nos eizures
- While Bush is up on stage, quoting Jesus
- While the sons of the slums ,cuffed up on trumpedc harges
- Cause we look different, talk different, labeled as Jihadists
- ..back in the cell I'm nodding off to a drip
- from a tap, but this cats lyin in his own piss
- awakens my sense of smell, I'm still in hell
- a day later saw the judge, ain't have to post bail
- got release on my ownr ecognizance
- with a court date, no lawyer, shit ain't looking promising
- "It is what it is, kiss your wifey and kids
- And if they ask you better tell 'em, you might come back a felon
- Oblique Brown, Oblie-Oblique-Oblique Brown
- deep down, beat down by the system"
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