Lyrics Vendetta - Andy Mineo
I
told
you
so
I
told
you
We
are
the
ones
'Cause
'Pac
Did
a
lot
more
for
me
than
Barack
Salute
La,
da-da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
We're
not
afriad
to
lose
everything
we
got
'Cause
all
we
really
got
is
our
word,
word,
word
The
pen
is
greater
than
the
sword
La,
da-da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
By
the
people,
for
the
people
Seems
like
you
only
look
out
for
your
sort
of
people
I
look
around,
it's
more
evil
God
I
see
it
in
me
You
see,
um
Everyday
we
closer
to
that
funeral
Everyday
a
struggle,
but
the
struggle
still
beautiful
And
doctors
don't
got
patience
for
their
patients
So
they
just
send
them
to
that
pharmaceutical
We
tell
'em
that
they
need
drugs
But
I
know
that
they
need
love
I
ain't
scared
of
that
war
or
the
violence
The
thing
I'm
more
terrified
of
is
(silence)
I
wanna
snatch
my
generation
out
this
apathy
Gotta
do
that
now
'fore
this
voice
grow
out
of
reach
And
what
we
feedin'
people
that's
a
tragedy
So
what
you
want,
the
chemicals
or
calories?
Nobody
taught
us
how
to
eat
Momma
gon'
work
the
sixty
hour
weeks
What's
for
dinner?
Well,
what's
quicker
and
cheap
You
got
remote
parents,
you'll
be
raised
by
the
TV
My
momma
worked
the
night
shift
Still
made
it
out
to
every
single
game
While
my
father
sat
at
home
I
promise
when
I
have
my
own
that
we
will
never
be
the
same
Vendetta
I
told
you
so
I
told
you
We
are
the
ones
'Cause
'Pac
Did
a
lot
more
for
me
than
Barack
Salute
La,
da-da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
Look,
Mr.,
Mr.
or
Mrs
Government
official,
we
just
won't
listen
You
can't
relate
to
how
we
livin'
from
where
you're
sittin'
That's
why
the
artist
got
more
influence
than
the
polititian
This
my
generation
We
the
news
never
tell
the
truth
It's
so
fast,
ya'll
seem
slow
to
us
By
the
time
you
print
it
tomorrow
it's
old
to
us
We
are
the
ones
that
you
used
to
be,
brave
idealists
with
a
dream
That
went
corrupted
by
the
cream,
yeah
This
pen
is
not
for
sale
They
nickel
and
dime'n
We
still
throwin'
quarters
in
a
wishing
well
And
I
know
you
can't
imagine
losin'
the
lifestyle
that
you
so
used
to
havin'
And,
yo,
we
still
make
decisions
for
the
fact
that
they
awesome
Not
just
for
the
profit
margin
Hold
up,
how
i'm
talkin?
I
got
excess,
others
got
need
I
gotta
answer
to
God
for
all
of
the
sneaks
I
got
a
hundred
pairs,
but
only
two
feet
God
forgive
me,
I've
been
thinkin'
'bout
me
We
point
fingers
at
people
who
sin
different,
skin
different
But
the
same
color
we
bleed
You
wanna
know
the
real
problem
in
America?
Always
has
been
and
it
always
will
be,
me
If
you
had
any
other
answer
you've
been
deceived
We've
been
lookin'
for
salvation
in
education,
money,
leaders,
and
policies
But
we
got
a
bigger
need
We
got
a
sin
debt
that
we
inherited
We
divide
ourself
by
class,
skin
color,
and
our
heritage
Well
our
Creator
bankrupt
the
heaven
so
that
we
could
all
be
there
with
Him
Brothers
and
sisters
I
told
you
so
I
told
you
We
are
the
ones
'Cause
'Pac
Did
a
lot
more
for
me
than
Barack
Salute
La,
da-da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
We're
not
afriad
to
lose
everything
we
got
'Cause
all
we
really
got
is
our
word,
word,
word
The
pen
is
greater
than
the
sword
La,
da-da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
1 Rat Race
2 Make Me a Believer
3 Uncomfortable
4 Uptown
5 Now I Know
6 Desperados
7 Hear My Heart
8 Know That's Right
9 Vendetta
10 Ghost
11 Love
12 Strange Motions
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