Some Knucklehead Said


Some knucklehead said
the solution to black people problems
was easy as boiling an egg

He said since crime was the key
black people, no doubt, need more police
I wondered, is this clown pulling my leg?

The way this dimwit saw it
more cops patrolling the 'hood
made bad guys have to go underground

What he failed to calculate
was the spike in ticketed plates
and courtrooms overflowing with black angry frowns

Yeah, the police do their job well
of giving us black people the blues
And sometimes giving us the grave

If you ain't hip to the fact
it's dangerous driving while black
You've just been informed by the son of a slave

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