Shot down like da wild wild west many frown yet still won't confess bustin town crossin ova what a mess been beaten by it labled a life Da N-word became blackz wife born in between somewhere lived through time brothers / folkz of color use it like it's a rhyme til they droped da dime killing da shine still so many hang on blind slow death rippin da streets like it's a rap beat floatin deep yet bittersweet Da capital capacity of use on da EB edge of time laid to rest on July nine Da N-word slowly dying o' my too few wit da cloudy mind reaching in da box pullin my glot ban ban rang out six hundred mega shots now da KKK red hot because finally da N is on stop teaching / preaching to da block let it go ! let it go why not we become to large for dat call me ya brother or some cat but never a N... yep all whack slow death , just lay down and die ! die !! die !!! free ya self from oppression wit da simple mind session and open hearted confess to earse da N from thy tongue let it go depart da bond vow to never give it power just lean back in da late nite hour after shower and say hey ! no mo tears no mo pain Da N-word won't be da blame nor will it continue to stain or have a voice to cliam so many in hush from da death what a rush like chick of chong black beauty rising strong in da glist of slow death of Da N-word.