Lyrics THUGS - Danny Ali

Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves
They numb us with pills
They bribe us with fame
And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change
Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves
They numb us with pills
They bribe us with fame
And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change

It's so sadistic
It's red all in the streets, not wearing lipstick
What happened to integrity, not journalistic
I feel so gifted
To be on all your minds like all the time
Cause CNN wants me to be another statistic
The 25 and under club these police know and love
Showing guns, showing clubs to niggas who ain't old enough
Just showing up
Knee on our backs, we fold never crack
They ain't gon' shoot you for crack but they'll shoot if you black
"Nigga wait"
That's a nigga baggage, that's nigga weight
We carry that every day
That's life when the badges gon' kill and spray
And motherfuckas want us to sit and pray?
When murderers get away with suspended pay and blood at the Gates
The red and blue face will shoot down any dream
We more Detroit Red, we gon' get it by any means
They care about the looters but don't care about the shooters
So what that mean?
It's time for revolution, send the king to the guillotine

Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves
They numb us with pills
They bribe us with fame
And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change
Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves
They numb us with pills
They bribe us with fame
And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change

What is life to a nigga
Let me paint the picture what it's like for a nigga like me
I split the cycle goin' psycho and a nigga might be
Higher than ever, the flyest get up
Whatever, spike the soda like Lee
I put my face in that mirror
Cold water to clear up
The thoughts that start to creep in about this new reign of terror
I wake to fallen grace, feelin' disgrace it's gettin' nearer
The screams of all the fallen they fill the room, I can hear ya
It's evident
I lost my head back where my passion went
The Devil say I'm Heaven sent but pigs still hasslin'
To live a father or die a martyr, it's all the same
The war done started, it's y'all to blame
We from

Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves
They numb us with pills
They bribe us with fame
And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change
Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves
They numb us with pills
They bribe us with fame
And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change