Black dialogue

[Mr. Lif]
let me tell you about my niggaz nowadays
Nowadays niggaz acting like slaves because it pays many ways
A, to get the pussy - B, to get the cars
C, the jewels around their neck
But their demise is not farfetched
Step with that Uncle Tom, fucking palm action
And my TV's always off because I see something truely black then
Aww shit, got a call from Brother Malcolm
Awakening from the grave, he's asking "what the fuck happened"
I said these niggaz all want homes in the Hamptons
It's Dimension shows so they do what white man asks them
Throwing money at the screen that other brother ain't catching
Yes, hellish foes, and now they rest in peace, thanks for asking
They rather teach eachother how to fire chrome than to buy a home
There's power in the land that we own
You need capital to start to win the capitialism
Take the money from the sales and find a place to be living
Rather black landlords than white chalk on the floor
Our mentalities for casualites are keeping us poor
And the poor teach the rich how to work
Rich teach the kids how to invest
Hence we dying from stress
And the rhythm from the drums shine its own sun
My father said, "you think a brighter day ever gon' come"
I said, "pop, rock the beat box
and I'm a empty out my mind cause I'm around till I drop"