Letter From KKK (Bushwick Bill)

[ VERSE 1 ] I got a letter from the muthafuckin Ku Klux Klan, man They say they want to give us a helping hand With pulling that goddamn trigger And killin off 4'000 other niggers Since 1975 Yeah, that's how many of us died And these peckerwoods ain't frontin Cause they know that we're killin each other over nothin Steady givin em the power Cause we're fightin each other over streets that ain't even ours Cause we want to be slingers And oh yeah, congratulations to all you gangbangers Cause everytime you pop one Might be killin a future black lawyer or doctor, son Or a future black businessman That the white man has to compete with in the end We're havin fun with the gun Wipin out our next black generation to come Cause we don't listen And that's why niggas get the most time in prison Cause they judge is on their payroll And day by day steady gainin mo' control They got us up against the ropes A letter from the Ku Klux Klan to us black folks [ CHORUS 1 ] Will a East Coast brother ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Will a West Coast brother ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Would a brother up north ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Would a brother down south ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) [ VERSE 2 ] They're claimin that they're winnin And pretty soon they'll go back to rapin our women Cause they'll be at home alone Cause they figure all us niggas'd be gone So gangbangers, keep up the good work, guys Cause they love to read about the drive-by's How we kill our family and friends They love to hear how many niggers died over the weekend Because they don't need us But for now they can tolerate these niggers with jungle fever And it's a disgrace Cause they're helpin them further break down the black race Till we can't fight And if they keep it up, all of our black kids'll be white And we can ?wait for it or dispise? Because we're too blind to open our damn eyes And all our dreams go up in smoke A letter from the KKK to us black folks [ CHORUS 2 ] Will a 5th Ward brother ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Would a South Park brother ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Will a Northside brother ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Would a Southside brother ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) [ VERSE 3 ] And all you gangbangers they say they don't love ya But they can appreciate they way that you slaughter Other muthafuckas in the street Killin up a different gang of niggas every muthafuckin week Makin the graveyards bigger You're doin a wonderful job eliminatin us niggas Without our men our women can't reproduce Unless of course we let the white man shoot his juice And then it'll be over, brother Thanks to our helping commitment to kill each other And we can't go out like that So we gotta reload that gat And hunt down that white ghost And get to ?waste? their muthafuckin ass from coast to coast Cause I'm a fool on the trigger, I like to pull it I'm sendin that muthafuckin letter back with a bullet Bang-bang, there you have it Now I'm just waitin for you prejudiced muthafuckas to grab it So you can see what I'm talkin about Then you can see which goddamn race gets wiped out Cause Bushwick's fed up with you hoes And you can keep your fuckin letter [ CHORUS 3 ] Will Malcolm X ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Would Martin Luther King ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Would Farrakhan ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go) Would Mandela ever go for that shit? (Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go)