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Black Togetha Again
4,335
Hip-Hop/Rap
Black Togetha Again was released on January 1, 1993 by Capitol Records as a part of the album Tha Triflin' Album
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Release DateJanuary 1, 1993
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Tee
King Tee
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
King Tee
King Tee
Composer

Lyrics

And that's how we do it
Smokin' them motherfuckers
No justice, no peace then, Mr. Policeman
Save a life for your kids and your wife
No mo' donuts or coffee
And I'll be back once I get up off these concrete streets
And for (censored) dope and I'm mad as fuck
I'm on the roof tryin' to duck from the pigs 'cause they suck
Pick 'em off one by one 'cause they all got a strap
Tryin' to beat us with the stick and the gat
Lookin' at the news and now I see pals caught
And coon's terms comin' up sooner than he thought
It might be at a stop light or maybe at the station
Either way it go I'm still makin' bacon
Stuff him with an apple in his mouth, make sure he's gaffled
Tie his ass up and bring him back to my castle
Throw him in the dungeon, leave his badge and his gun
In the car, turn it upside down, burn it up
And let it blaze, all I got left is one gauge
I slung all the ones that I brung from the gun store
I gotta get at least three more
And I could give a fuck what you think I got 'em for
But yo, Threat, hold up, hold up
Get Bro and yo, grab that TV right there
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
And all the King's hoes, and all the King's men
Gon' try to put this shit black together again, come on
Well if it wasn't for **** like us, y'all wouldn't make shit
From us, there is no protection
Twelve whites on a black, what's next?
Pull a man out his truck and get stretched
I got a grudge with the judge
'Cause he don't show no love for chocolate fudge
He only likes vanilla, huh
But we do all the work like Cinderella
And I'll be damned if I get paid at a minimum wage
While they afford to eat like a smorgasbord feast
And leave us here down in the dumps
The place where Donald Trump would get his ass jumped
Slavin' at Mickey D's for four bucks and a quarter
And can't afford a Big Mac with a soda
The biggest crooks, the biggest thugs there ever was
Was the ones that they vote for and hope for, for
Quicker than a zig zag, they got big bags
Filled up to the ceilin', now who's doin' the killin'?
Then they point the finger at the young male black
Workin' two jobs so he gotta sell crack
So all the King's hoes, and all the King's men
Gon' try to put this shit black together again, come on
New had been convicted of the voluntary
Manslaughter of a black teenager, Latasha Harlins
First fought with New over an accusation of shoplifting
Then, New shot Harlins to death
How the hell you gon' fight behind his back?
Had the defendant been a black woman
And had the victim been an Asian adolescent
The result would have been absolutely the same
Except you wouldn't have had the public resorting to the streets
From us, there is no protection
Let's do it like the Wild Wild West
Take off your holster and your gat and let's scrap
But Porky the Pig don't wanna get 'em up
Unless he got your hands in some cuffs
Will I break the law if I break your jaw?
Turn around, take two steps and draw
And make sure your blaster kill, huh
'Cause I came to get busy for real
So when you jump in my fo'
Make sure you slam the do'
And no bullshit on my flo'
'Cause all the King's hoes, and all the King's men
Help put this shit black together again, and I'm Audi
Did you hear that?
Did your old black mammy teach you to talk like that?
Well, uh, that was one of them bad, no good ****
We been tryin' to catch up with him for a long time
Well if it wasn't for **** like us, y'all wouldn't make shit
From us, there is no protection
Written by: King Tee
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