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[Jay-Z]
Bloody Murder, murder murder

[Kanye]
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder"

[Jay-Z]
This is to the memory of Danroy Henry
Too much enemy fire to catch a friendly
Strays from the same shade
Nigga, we on the same team
Giving you respect, I expect the same thing
All-black everything, nigga you know my fresh code
I’m out here fighting for you
Don’t increase my stressload!
Niggas watching the throne, very happy to be
Power to the people, when you see me, see you

[Kanye West]
And I’m from the murder capitol
Where they murder for capital
Heard about at least 3 killings this afternoon
Looking at the news like "damn! I was just with him after school"
No shop class but half the school got a tool
And "I could die any day"-type attitude
Plus his little brother got shot repping his avenue
It’s time for us to stop and redefine black power
41 souls murdered in fifty hours
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder"
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder" again
Is it genocide? Cause I can still hear his mama cry
Know the family traumatized
Shots left holes in his face about pirranha-sized
The old pastor closed the cold casket
And said the church ain’t got enough room for all the tombs
It’s a war going on outside we ain’t safe from
I feel the pain in my city wherever I go
314 soldiers died in Iraq, 509 died in Chicago

[Jay-Z]
I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died
Real niggas just multiply
And they say by 21 I was supposed to die
So I’m out here celebrating my post-demise
If you put crabs in a barrel to insure your survival
You're gonna end up pulling down niggas that look just like you
What up blood? What up Cuz? It’s all black, I love us

[Kanye West]
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder" again

[Jay-Z]
It’s a celebration of black excellence
Black tie, black Maybachs
Black excellence, opulence, decadence
Tuxes next to the president, I’m present
I dress in Dries and other boutique stores in Paris
In sheepskin coats, I silence the lambs
Do you know who I am, Clarice?
No cheap cologne whenever I “shh-shh”
Success never smelled so sweet
I stink of success, the new black elite
They say my Black Card bears the mark of the beast
I repeat: my religion is the beat
My verse is like church, my Jesus piece
Now please, domino, domino
Only spot a few blacks the higher I go
What’s up to Will? Shout out to O
That ain’t enough we gonna need a million more
"Kick in the door" Biggie flow
I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go

[Kanye West]
Yeah it’s all messed up when it’s nowhere to go
So we won’t take the time out til we reach the T O P
From paroles to hold G’s, sold keys, low keys
We like the promised land of the OG’s
In the past if you picture events like a black tie
What the last thing you expect to see, black guys?
What’s the life expectancy for black guys?
The system’s working effectively, that’s why!
I’ll be a real man and take care of your son
Every problem you had before this day is now done
New crib, watch a movie cause ain’t nothin on the news
But the blues.. hit the mall, pick up some Gucci
Now ain’t nothing new but your shoes
Sunday morning, praise the Lord
You're the girl that Jesus had been saving me for
So let’s savor this moment
And take it to the floor
Black excellence, truly yours

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