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K.C. Davis lyrics : "Racial Arrest"

(Verse 1)
Racial, Racial
Skinny, hairy man with a dark facial

Claustrophobic gettin' a little spacial
My hungry fist eatin' their face whole
People's respect for me is gettin' real slim

I bet I feel like Grendel when they speared him
People all around givin' their smart dis
Now my mind is all up in the darkness

January starts a whole new year
When the racism is all you hear
Walkin' down the street sayin'

"Yeah, this is my day"
While the police arrest you
'Cause you're black on a friday

Lookin' for someone
Just to put the accuse on
You're walkin' with an afro

And a pair of black shoes on
"Listen! Listen!
I'm not the criminal"

They say "We arrest you
'Cause you look like the original
You say "Whoa! Whoa!

I don't have an afro
I'm just a black man
Lookin' for the bathroom

They hit you and say
"You're nothin' but grime and spit"
And then they tell you

"Shut up ya little convict"
You're just a student
In the 12th Grade

They drag you around
As if you were just made
The fact that you were accused

Makes you really upset
The crime was 7 in the mornin'
I wasn't even up yet"


(Verse 2)
They throw you in the car

And they drive you off to jail
You're tryin' to fight them off
And they throw you in a cell

They say to the chief
There's the ^!$$% right there
Sittin' in here

With black and brown hair
It seems like it's the devil
That they worship

It feels like a large fork
The way the words hit
Now I feel even lower

Than I was before
Now I feel like a flag
That's been burned to the floor

I know the criminal
Couldn't of gone this far
He probably stole a bag of chips

From Kmart
I peeked my ear out the cell
Just to hear them talk

I could tell the chief was glad
By the way he walked
"We finally caught him

Stealin' gum from the candy store
Now I feel as bad as a burnin' flag
And more

They base their observation
On the wrong description
There's evidence missin'

But nobody will listen
He found an I'd on me
And thought that it was mine

When I told him that I found it
He threatened to shoot me in the spine
He thought that I was lyin'
Said he'd make my legs go numb
I told him just check me

And see if I have the gum
He pissed me off more
Further in the conversation
He based his observation
On the wrong piece of information

When I esplained myself
He had to let me go
Because what the witness told
I've never been to that candy store
End.

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