I'm Dwayne
In a new world
Baby take me
Back to Africa
Yeah, they took our roots
Now these pale niggas
They laugh at us
Brainwashing brothas
They don't realize they still slaves
So much to unlearn
Yeah, my brother you a kang
I'm Huey in his prime
Now I'm livin in America
Say my life a crime
Mr.Hoover couldn't handle us
Feds brought the drugs
Down to South Central LA
Tell me whose the monster
Got our fathers on cocaine
Yeah
It couldn't be me
Sellin out yo brothas
For some shoes on your feet
Wish we could go back
But now we stuck on these streets
Don't listen to these lies
These niggas tell about me
Like
We all poor
We all dumb
F*ckin up our systems
They don't educate the slums
Gentrify our places
Here the white people
They come
Catch you with the greenery
& Now we now we on the run
Imagine
If we all went back
Ain't no brighter future
Than the one that be black
Yeah, I'm mansa Musa
Baby girl I'm a king
Ain't nobody out here
Got blood richer than me
I'm Dwayne
In a new world
Baby take me
Back to Africa
Yeah, they took our roots
Now these pale niggas
They laugh at us
Brainwashing brothas
They don't realize they still slaves
So much to unlearn
Yeah, my brother you a kang
I'm Huey in his prime
Now I'm livin in America
Say my life a crime
Mr.Hoover couldn't handle us
Feds brought the drugs
Down to South Central LA
Tell me whose the monster
Got our fathers on cocaine
Chicken wings
Corn bread
And collard greens
Call it soul food
Got you eating chitterlings
Them chitlins
Slave food
Yeah, we livin
Slave dreams
400 later
Crown me now
I'm a king
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I'm Dwayne
In a new world
Baby take me
Back to Africa
Yeah, they took our roots
Now these pale niggas
They laugh at us
Brainwashing brothas
They don't realize they still slaves
So much to unlearn
Yeah, my brother you a kang
I'm Huey in his prime
Now I'm livin in America
Say my life a crime
Mr.Hoover couldn't handle us
Feds brought the drugs
Down to South Central LA
Tell me whose the monster
Got our fathers on cocaine
Yeah
It couldn't be me
Sellin out yo brothas
For some shoes on your feet
Wish we could go back
But now we stuck on these streets
Don't listen to these lies
These niggas tell about me
Like
We all poor
We all dumb
F*ckin up our systems
They don't educate the slums
Gentrify our places
Here the white people
They come
Catch you with the greenery
& Now we now we on the run
Imagine
If we all went back
Ain't no brighter future
Than the one that be black
Yeah, I'm mansa Musa
Baby girl I'm a king
Ain't nobody out here
Got blood richer than me
I'm Dwayne
In a new world
Baby take me
Back to Africa
Yeah, they took our roots
Now these pale niggas
They laugh at us
Brainwashing brothas
They don't realize they still slaves
So much to unlearn
Yeah, my brother you a kang
I'm Huey in his prime
Now I'm livin in America
Say my life a crime
Mr.Hoover couldn't handle us
Feds brought the drugs
Down to South Central LA
Tell me whose the monster
Got our fathers on cocaine
Chicken wings
Corn bread
And collard greens
Call it soul food
Got you eating chitterlings
Them chitlins
Slave food
Yeah, we livin
Slave dreams
400 later
Crown me now
I'm a king
In a new world
Baby take me
Back to Africa
Yeah, they took our roots
Now these pale niggas
They laugh at us
Brainwashing brothas
They don't realize they still slaves
So much to unlearn
Yeah, my brother you a kang
I'm Huey in his prime
Now I'm livin in America
Say my life a crime
Mr.Hoover couldn't handle us
Feds brought the drugs
Down to South Central LA
Tell me whose the monster
Got our fathers on cocaine
Yeah
It couldn't be me
Sellin out yo brothas
For some shoes on your feet
Wish we could go back
But now we stuck on these streets
Don't listen to these lies
These niggas tell about me
Like
We all poor
We all dumb
F*ckin up our systems
They don't educate the slums
Gentrify our places
Here the white people
They come
Catch you with the greenery
& Now we now we on the run
Imagine
If we all went back
Ain't no brighter future
Than the one that be black
Yeah, I'm mansa Musa
Baby girl I'm a king
Ain't nobody out here
Got blood richer than me
I'm Dwayne
In a new world
Baby take me
Back to Africa
Yeah, they took our roots
Now these pale niggas
They laugh at us
Brainwashing brothas
They don't realize they still slaves
So much to unlearn
Yeah, my brother you a kang
I'm Huey in his prime
Now I'm livin in America
Say my life a crime
Mr.Hoover couldn't handle us
Feds brought the drugs
Down to South Central LA
Tell me whose the monster
Got our fathers on cocaine
Chicken wings
Corn bread
And collard greens
Call it soul food
Got you eating chitterlings
Them chitlins
Slave food
Yeah, we livin
Slave dreams
400 later
Crown me now
I'm a king
Writer: Zachary Lundyn
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