“What money got to do with it/When I don’t know the full definition of a rap image?/I’m trapped inside the ghetto and I ain’t proud to admit it/Institutionalized, I keep runnin’ back for a visit/Hold up, get it back/I said I’m trapped inside the ghetto and I ain’t proud to admit it/Institutionalized, I could still kill me a n—a, so what?” -Institutionalized
“I’m African-American, I’m African/I’m black as the moon, heritage of a small village/Pardon my residence/Came from the bottom of mankind/My hair is nappy, my d–k is big, my nose is round and wide/You hate me don’t you?/You hate my people, your plan is to terminate my culture/You’re f—–g evil, I want you to recognize that I’m a proud monkey/you vandalize my perception but can’t take style from me” -The Blacker the Berry
“So I’ma dedicate this one verse to Oprah/On how the infamous, sensitive N-word control us/So many artist gave her an explanation to hold us/Well this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia/N-E-G-U-S definition: royality King royalty – wait listen/N-E-G-U-S description: Black emperor, King, ruler, now let me finish/The history books overlooked the word and hide it/America tried to make it to a house divided/The homies don’t recognize we be using it wrong/So I’ma break it down and put my game in the song” -I
“I need 40 acres and a mule/Not a 40 ounce and a pit bull.” -For Free?
“So why did I weep when Trayvon Martin was in the street/When gang banging make me kill a n***a Blacker than me?/Hypocrite.” -The Blacker the Berry
“The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it/Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it, in order to protect itself from this mad city/While consuming its environment the caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive/One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him, but praises the butterfly.” -Mortal Man
“It’s funny how Zulu and Xhosa might go to war/Two tribal armies that want to build and destroy/Remind me of these Compton Crip gangs that live next door.” -The Blacker The Berry
“You’re lookin’ at the Messiah, the son of Jehova, the higher power/The choir that spoke the word, the Holy Spirit, the nerve/Of Nazareth, and I’ll tell you just how much a dollar cost/The price of having a spot in Heaven, embrace your loss, I am God.” -How Much a Dollar Cost
“From Compton to Congress, it’s set trippin’ all around/Ain’t nothin’ new but a flow of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans/Red state versus a blue state, which one you governin’?/They give us guns and drugs, call us thugs/Make it they promise to f–k with you/No condom they f–k with you, Obama say, “What it do?” -Hood Politics
“All my Solomon up north, 12 years a slave/12 years of age, thinkin’ my shade too dark/I love myself, I no longer need Cupid/And forcin’ my dark side like a young George Lucas/Light don’t mean you smart, being dark don’t make you stupid.” -Complexion
“Justice ain’t free, therefore justice ain’t me/So I justify his name on obituary.” -Untitled 05
“And we hate po-po, wanna kill us dead in the street for sure, n—a/I’m at the preacher’s door/My knees gettin’ weak and my gun might blow but we gon’ be alright.” -Alright
