The Both of Me - Goodie Mob, Big Fraze

You turn the other cheek, trynna save face

A black man and «real nigga» ain’t the same race

Yeah, a black man and «real nigga» ain’t the same race

Trynna hit the finish line in the same race

Race to the finish line, see the game face

While a «real nigga» seems to have more hate

A black man keeps his run at a steady pace

Yeah, that’s like the tortuous and the hare

A black man save it, a «nigga» throw it in the air

Don’t get me wrong, I done kept it real, nigga

Until my daddy told me 'bout a cotton field

That my granddaddy picked 'till the day that he was killed, nigga

By a white man, what a real «nigga»

A black man do it on his own

A «real nigga» want you to do it for him

A «real nigga» do a deal for some crumbs

A black man will sign a «nigga» cause he dumb

A nigga get cash, a man get a check

A nigga think now while a man think next

Jesus was a black man, Judas was a «nigga»

Society has taught us that «You is just a nigga»

But I refuse to believe that

And I refuse to believe that