Songtexte They Don't Care About Us - Deecon

I say
Wild Onion
Thank you Boom
It ain't for the week hearted no
It ain't
It ain't for the week hearted no
It ain't
It ain't for the week hearted no

I say
No Bruce
But I'm raised by Wayne
In the land of Cane
If they able they
Give you two to the brain
You Better
Stay in you lane
Get a job
Or you bang
Cause
It's no shame in dying for the fame
Hell, snow or the rain
Fathers and uncles that hang
By some metal with a flame
Never talking bout a change
Kids grow to do the same
That is why we live in pain
Unconsciously insane
Think Simba without a mane
Dang
But I'm
The West side Nat Turner
Turned black man learner
Pose a bigger threat
Than a Black Man with a burner
Skittles and a Arizona
Got my hood on my back
Headed out like a loner
Hitting all blocks with the gospel
Vocal as preacher
Survival curriculum
Maybe I can teach ya
About How to
Survive through
These times
We alright
Don't ask why
We fine

Chicago
Only place brothers rep that map
Then turn around then clap
Chicago
You can get it here
You'll be fine
Long as you leave with your life
Chicago
Chicago
Chicago
If ain't for the weak heart no

Chicago
Home of the hustlers
Loose corruption
And truth
Chicago
Where you gotta pick a side
Or a side picks you
Chicago
It's that kind of a town
Gangsters playground
Chicago
Ice cold
Dark and whitty
We call it Gotham city

I say
Out of towners
Are Attracted
So they think she sweet
But ya girl got a body
Downtowns just her teeth
Left arm on the west
Right arm on the east
Two legs planted south
While the loop fuck the streets
North side's her brain
The white folks stay there
They give money cause they got it
So the police take care
Then handcuffed us
East & west now bears arms
Nobody insures there
Not even State Farm
What we get paid from
The suburbs frown on
Muscled out the Daleys
& Replaced it with Mitt Rom
Now we all vote drunk
& Drolling at the mouth
Tearing down Bronzeville
That's the heart of the south
They done locked the Chiefs up
Like the kids Suppose to manage
Never listened to our parents
Which created disadvantage
Their motto
You can't
We'll raise
So when they misbehave
We'll box em in
For the rest of their days
I say

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It ain't for the week hearted no
It ain't for the week hearted no
It ain't for the week hearted no
No No

Chicago
Home of the hustlers
Loose corruption
And truth
Chicago
Where you gotta pick a side
Or a side picks you
Chicago
It's that kind of a town
Gangsters playground
Chicago
Ice cold
Dark and whitty
We call it Gotham city

Yooo
Salute out west
Salute over east
Salute up north
Salute out south
Salute Maywood
Salute all the surrounding suburbs
Salute to everybody man
Salute all the native lands
Who changed their names
To honor they manz
No war
All love this way
Let's get money baby
This Chicago