People
Right about this time, stay loose
Cool, chilled licks by one called, Arrested Development
Say, come on, selectah, easy
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See, I was resting at the park minding my own
Business as I kick up the treble tone
On my radio tape player box, right?
Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see?
Outta nowhere comes the woman I'm dating
Investigation, maybe she was demonstrating
But nevertheless I was pleased
My day was going great and my soul was at ease
Until a group of brothers started buggin' out
Drinkin' the 40 oz, going the nigga route
Disrespecting my black queen
Holding their crotches and being obscene
At first I ignored 'em 'cause, see, I know their type
They got drunk and got guns and they wanna fight
And they see a young couple having a time that's good
And their egos wanna test a brother's manhood
So they came to test Speech 'cause of my hairdo
And the loud bright colors that I wear
I was a target 'cause I'm a fashion misfit
And the outfit that I'm wearing, brothers dissin' it
Well I stay calm and pray the niggas leave me be
But they're squeezing parts of my date's anatomy
Why, Lord, do brothers have to drill me?
'Cause if I start to hit this man they'll have to kill me! See?
I am everyday people
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You see, I am everyday people
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I told the niggas, "Please let us pass, friend"
I said "Please", 'cause I don't like killing Africans
But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube
But I had to take the brother out for being rude
And like I said before, I was mad by then
It took three or four cops to pull me off of him
But that's the story y'all of a black man
Acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African
You see
I am everyday people (everyday, yeah)
You see, I am everyday people
The moral of the story is
You better look very hard at who you step into
'Cause you might get killed, or shot, and it's not worth it
Africans need to be loving each other, and unite