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Артист: X-RaidedНазвание : White Man`s BurdenДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap sacramento sac-town rap hip-hop gangsta rap sacramento sac-town rap hip-hop Видео:
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[First Verse] My fore fathers was bought and sold, raped and sodomized Now after eight hundred years you decide to apologize Apology not accepted, too late for repentin` Time to ride, homicide to William Clinton That ass rippin`, penetrated with baseball bats Shoot him up with heroin and get him hooked on crack Black folks been sufferin` in the United States These United Snakes got us in divided States Shell-shocked, Hell`s got to be here on Earth In the ghetto circumstances can`t get no worse Certain chances we takin` to survive, we got no choices So we rappin` hopin` we can make it happen with our voices I was too smart for football, too short for hoops So I rode with the Crips and cliques thick with troops X-Raided them tricks hated but I don`t give a fuck Uneducated bitches don`t realize they stuck You`re oblivious to the fact that your life is hideous We`re holdin` our own and we don`t need you to pity us Plus, we got our own kind holdin` us down Those who sold their souls, but it`ll be cold When we catch you, I bet you`ll receive the death sentence Turnin` racist generals into pulp non-fiction Circumcision the "G" way Murder the D.A. Hit `em with hollow slugs, show him no lee-way [Chorus: repeat 2X] It`s too late for apologies fuck your sorrow Doin` it one day at a time yellin` "Fuck tomorrow!" In the streets it`s crack, guns, and infected bitches Genocide on the down-low, the White Man`s wishes [Second Verse] My father figures was Arnold "Schwarzanigga" and Sly Styllone Puttin` visions of murder in a nigga`s dome, early on I grew up, watchin` Al Pacino and Nino Brown Tarentino is the one who let me know how to put it down Television created a gang of niggas like me We learned how to kill at home watchin` T.V. It poisoned my mind as a youth Introduced me to money, mayhem, and murder, I`m the product it produced Let me loose to prowl, now they sayin` I`m a killer Cuz European ideology`s all about the scrilla Ain`t y`all feelin` the devastation you`re causin` the Earth? Steady exploitin` the milk of this bitch for all that it`s worth When it`s ready to blow up, they gone leave this World and go on to Mars Leave us torn and everybody up will be reachin` for stars Why my people so caught up in money, cars, and bitches? Don`t you realize, you`re fulfillin` the White Man`s wishes? [Chorus] [Third Verse] Lord forgive for all the blood that his body bled And all the tears that his Mommy shed The book says "Thou Shalt Not Kill", but I`ve seen more blood spill Than all them vets on Hamburger Hill It`s real post war syndrome I went to see my homie but his Mama told the homie been gone And every time I turn around, it`s a body on the ground Fresh gun shot wounds, but he didn`t hear a sound When he came out the womb, nobody told him he would be dead so soon The gauge went BOOM It`s America, I know you got a cure for AIDS We need a cure for rage, on the rampage Can you feel it? The tension`s in the air thick And hate got me so high I`m gettin` airsick You got my people broke, lookin` for a buck to borrow Doin` it one day at a time, FUCK TOMORROW! Fuck your song! I want revenge! I got a beretta named Vendetta Time to answer for your sins nigga And when you meet your creator tell him I said, "I apologize" But I gotta ride... [Chorus] - repeat til` fade | Похожие исполнители:
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