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Suburbian Nightmare

アーティスト:Sir Mix-A-Lot 

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You can check my blackness, fact is I'm rough as a cactus Now I gotta change what I practice So I went to the suburbs and bought me a big house And now they want to run a brother out? I'm a well-educated young maker of revenue Rollin' in a big black BMW So I'm supposed to fit because I'm straight legit But the police still want to trip They accuse me of robbin' myself Never seen a brother with wealth Hell, I thought I was big, and now I'm trapped in the house 'Cause the cops got my crib staked out The police chief is runnin' for commissioner But if I get outta this, chief, I'm gettin' ya Chief needs a cover-up plan 'cause he heard I'm famous Called a crazy white boy, name was Amos I thought Amos was a burglar But when he saw me, he said I never heard of ya He couldn't tell north from south But Amos was my only way out Of this suburbian nightmare Huh Yeah My suburbian nightmare I may not look like Beaver, but you don't either I bought a big house for the breather Even in the suburbs, cops are my enemy And all the rich liberals ain't friendly So Amos got a shotgun and I got a skillet Anything movin', I'ma straight up kill it I'm a black man on the come-up, I got done up And roughed up by a cop tryin' to get hooked up I got a meal and I just sealed two more deals And now I'm runnin' from the cops? This ain't real! You see, the cops sent Amos in to play that role, Be a burglar and rob my home?


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