People Everyday

See I was resting at the park minding my own Business, as I kick up the treble tone On my radio tape player box, right Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see ? Outta nowhere comes the woman I'm dating Investigation maybe she was demonstrating But nevertheless I was pleased My day was going great and my soul was at ease Until a group of brothers started bugging out Drinking the 40 oz, going the nigga route Disrespecting my black queen Holding their crotches and being obscene At first I ignored them 'cause see I know their type They got drunk and got guns and they wanna fight And they see a young couple having a time that's good And their egos wanna test a brother's manhood So they came to test Speech 'cause of my hair-do And the loud bright colors that I wear I was a target cause I'm a fashion misfit And the outfit that I'm wearing brothers dissing it Well I stay calm and pray the niggaz leave me be But they're squeezing parts of my date's anatomy Why, Lord, do brothers have to drill me ? 'Cause if I start to hit this man they'll have to kill me See I am everyday people See I am everyday people I told the niggaz please let us pa*s, friend I said please cause I don't like killing Africans But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube But I had to take the brother out for being rude And like I said before I was mad by then It took three or four cops to pull me off of him But that's the story y'all of a black man Acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African You see I am everyday people You see I am everyday people The moral of the story is You better look very hard on who you step into As you might get killed or shot and it's not worth Africans need to be loving each other and you know