Artist: Kane Mayfield Album: The Return of Rap Song: Vitamin D Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, Kane Mayfield "You may not be aware of it yet but a very large great black migration is in progress. They're coming from fields down South, filling up the slums and I am talking about hundreds of thousands - maybe millions soon. Millions of ignorant negros rapidly massing together. Now, we cannot allow the image of this man to go on... impressing and exciting these people." [Kane Mayfield] (Uh, the skin I'm in, prison isn't physical The sin I'm is...) ...to your visual Black blemish, I'm an acaademic Goddammit, 'less my back's bendin for some Jack Lemon's Old white man seem like my born enemy Nino Browns, a wanna-be Joe Kennedy See these clowns in a casino frowning You can't beat the house, you lose and lose energy This is America, so you ain't shit without jewels and broads, the big coupe you want 'til you get it Gotta spend it then you lose your heart for the niggerish accoutrements, uh! An admiration of a stranger, you want them to want you to want them and they friends to hang witcha But everything cost, yeah, the monkey climb high But whenever they fall... (fall, fall...) [Chorus] See you on the jungle floor where everything's been done before But nothing comes EASY, love and war What you need and what you've lost See you on the jungle floor where everything's been done before But nothing comes EASY, love and war What you need and what you've lost [Kane Mayfield] (Uh, the skin you in, ain't a plus It's just ain't a minus, so I guess that's enough) White privilege is a cheat code, like Contra Before the game starts, that shit is on ya And black people look unwilling to try You jump a cliff, take a risk, you got unlimited lives Nigga we one man left, the darker that your suntan Darker that your suntan gets... You jump out of a plane to feel the kind of rush I get just walkin my kids up to the bus stop No wonder why you like a nigga with guns Tellin they story, life is boring, you been missing the fun So you catch King Kong, he looks so strong Bitch, he is, hide your kids from this... jungle boy Bang bang~! [Chorus] [Kane Mayfield] (See the skin ain't fin It gets a little deeper if your skin ain't thin) Uh, the race is the race you watchin Distracting you from who picking your pocket - watch it Give a man a gun, he robs a bank Give a man a bank, he robs the world Give a man a world bank, he robs the oil tank Sell it by the barrel, you pay 'em and that's thorough And I admit, I got a Guyanese momma The IMF, crushed the Guyanese dollar So I can tell you 'bout Jagen and Burnham I'm quite sure the kaieteur concealed many murders And murderers are never punished Gats blow, facts known, stat quo runnin Quarterback sack, corner back, no number The ref ain't see 'em, no wonder If you can kill a president, in Texas What's a black man in an African election? What's redneck who don't wanna pay taxes? What's a bullet hole to the masses? [Chorus]