Took a drive, to the hillside, suburban lawns.
A picket fence says, Cadillac says, I bought a home.
Now I'm a black man, in white man's land, no problem.
A white Casper in every window looking like he's seen a spook.
Yeah,
(Hey, get out) and people talk like there goes the neighborhood.
(Hey, get out)
House for sale signs in every front yard looks like tombstones.
I'm not a cracking thief for ever, what have I done?
As I'm walking down first street, the moon is full.
I'm hearing voices in all directions, and they say "who's haunting who?"
Yeah,
(Hey, get out) and people talk like there goes the neighborhood.
(Hey, get out)
It's a super - scary - super scary area - scary - super scary area.
Took a drive, to the hillside, suburban lawns.
A picket fence says, Cadillac says, I bought a home.
Now I'm a black man, in white man's land, no problem.
A white Casper in every window looking like he's seen a spook.
Yeah,
(Hey, get out) and people talk like there goes the neighborhood.
(Hey, get out)
It's a super - scary - super scary area - scary - super scary area.
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