Black Or White - The Murderers

Written by：Ramel Gill/Taiwan Green/Irving Lorenzo/Larry Ogletree

Black child

You know me y'all don't know me

Lemme tell y'all a lil' somethin' about me

How I came up where I came from

People this is how it all set it off like this

I was the black baby that got opened off a black three eighty

This black lady in a black mercedes

Pulled out on this black man in the black land

He used to sell white rocks and black cops used to riff

White cops ain't say sh*t on the day shift they sniffed

I was a little n**ga with little n**gas that like to steal

Then blew up to bigger n**gas that love to kill

Rock hilfiger shields and vests laced in our 'getts

A bounce in the bubble bullet proof g s

Of the ac' nsx with a mac ten express

Or my q45 with two new four fifths

I'm into cars and guns I keep a gun in my whip

N**a me without my gat is like bein' in a blue benz

In front of a thousand bloods with mac tens

Or a red rose in front of a thousand crips with calico's

And lord knows we lust h**s

I don't give a f**k if you white or black

If you bust your gat I can relate to that

If you sell coke or crack I relate to that

If you do sticks and stacks I can relate to that

I don't give a f**k if you white or black

If you bust your gat I can relate to that

If you sell coke or crack I can relate to that

When it's your turn to blow ain't no turnin' back

It seem like in another lifetime I used to sniff white lines

Commit white collar crimes and hit white dollar dimes

This one white b**ch in the white benz used to f**k white men

And like to sniff white heroin

I sold china white crack back then

As I was writin' this rhyme on white paper with a black pen

I started wonderin' how life would've been

If a n**ga like me was born with white skin

I wouldn't have got knocked by the white cops

With the white rocks comin' through in the new blue drop

I be able to floss white gold and toss white h**s

Sh*ttin' in the white rolls royce

Hittin' caucasian chickens that sing with a black girl's voice

But I love being black a thug bustin' my mack

I know if I was white I wouldn't like that

Or love my gat or play the clubs where the dubs at

But truthfully you could be blue to me

As long as your cream is green that's beautifully

Exclusively it's me and irv gotti

And murder i n c here to body everybody

I don't give a f**k if you white or black

If you bust your gat I can relate to that

If you sell coke or crack I relate to that

If you do sticks and stacks I can relate to that

I don't give a f**k if you white or black

If you bust your gat I can relate to that

If you sell coke or crack I can relate to that

When it's your turn to blow ain't no turnin' back

A murderer always got a plan

A b**ch n**ga is a poor excuse for a man

Players play to win and learn to listen and listen to learn

A lame n**ga await his turn to talk

And won't catch near jewels that need to be caught

N**gas know sh*t that's difficult is possible

A player pull out and put ya a** in the hospital

For thinkin' the possible is impossible

This is ghetto gospel we got to politic

Riot quick pull out the guns and body sh*t

I don't give a f**k who you go and get

It's black child motherf ka who you f**kin' with

It's murderer

I don't give a f**k if you white or black

If you bust your gat I can relate to that

If you sell coke or crack I relate to that

If you do sticks and stacks I can relate to that

I don't give a f**k if you white or black

If you bust your gat I can relate to that

If you sell coke or crack I can relate to that

When it's your turn to blow ain't no turnin' back