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I'm a black man with a gun in my hand, I ain't got no job, no money to spendI never meant for things to be like this, but let me tell you manIt's just the way it is: One of them "have-nots" lookin' for to cover my needsI got a family and myself to feed, I never meant to hurt nobodyBut I will if I have toThe world was going insane, mothers and fathers, hide the painWe all want out of this game, crush the pain, we're all to blameWe claim to be victims, Muslims, Hindus, Jews and ChristiansCreate our own fears, hate grows stronger through the yearsDoes my colour scare you?Does my colour make you nervousConfirm all your doubts about my kind?Are you so inclined?Does my colour scare you?I'm a white man with a gun in my hand, I ain't got no job, no money to spendI never meant for things to be like this, but let me tell you manIt's just the way it is: One of them "have-nots" lookin' for to cover my needsI got a family and myself to feed, I never meant to hurt nobodyBut I will if I have toWhose been feedin' your head? Y'Mama got no more tears to shedProbably something was said, I'm driven to the limit insteadI'm a white man poor man beggarman thief, evidence of your disbeliefNobody move nobody gets hurtDoes my colour scare you?Brothers and sisters across the land, you gotta work it out and take a standIt's all about love for y'fellow woman, y'fellow manThere ain't no masterplan
I'm a black man with a gun in my hand, I ain't got no job, no money to spendI never meant for things to be like this, but let me tell you manIt's just the way it is: One of them "have-nots" lookin' for to cover my needsI got a family and myself to feed, I never meant to hurt nobodyBut I will if I have toThe world was going insane, mothers and fathers, hide the painWe all want out of this game, crush the pain, we're all to blameWe claim to be victims, Muslims, Hindus, Jews and ChristiansCreate our own fears, hate grows stronger through the yearsDoes my colour scare you?Does my colour make you nervousConfirm all your doubts about my kind?Are you so inclined?Does my colour scare you?I'm a white man with a gun in my hand, I ain't got no job, no money to spendI never meant for things to be like this, but let me tell you manIt's just the way it is: One of them "have-nots" lookin' for to cover my needsI got a family and myself to feed, I never meant to hurt nobodyBut I will if I have toWhose been feedin' your head? Y'Mama got no more tears to shedProbably something was said, I'm driven to the limit insteadI'm a white man poor man beggarman thief, evidence of your disbeliefNobody move nobody gets hurtDoes my colour scare you?Brothers and sisters across the land, you gotta work it out and take a standIt's all about love for y'fellow woman, y'fellow manThere ain't no masterplan