Lyrics Black History (1960 to 2010) - Natalac

This is the code ... to talk to our people
It's rap music baby
Is anybody listening? ... ... Is any body listening?
I don't know ... do you know?
I don't know ... let me know

Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten
I'm a tell you where my people have been
Same game now, same game then
Now you know how & you know when
Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten
I'm a tell you where my people have been
Same game now, same game then
Now you know how & you know when

Nineteen sixty, blacks moving up
Put my drink in a glass, not a cup
Won't be going to the back, I'm coming up
Watch me move to the front of the bus
Everybody ride, that's most of us
Give us what we want or fudge your bus
We believed in God, we'd move mountains
Black & whites drinking out the same fountains
Got out & got it, instead of home pouting
Sprayed up with water, but we still marching
Take the I out of milk, we call him Martin
We all go to jail, we all just friends
Luther King, he had a dream
After the dope, that's all that it means
Took black leaders out, do you know what I mean?
Not for a snack, dirt nap, make 'em dream

Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten
I'm a tell you where my people have been
Same game now, same game then
Now you know how & you know when
Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten
I'm a tell you where my people have been
Same game now, same game then
Now you know how & you know when

Nineteen seventy, we on TV screens (Movies)
Super fly, The Mack, sit down & dream
Now that's ya idol, not M.L King
Blacks entertained, not watching the scene
Now our minds are other things
While them people are plotting, they schemes
It takes seconds to run a football play
But a thirty year plan, is what they play
We was coming up too fast back in the day
So naturally, they throw stumbling blocks
In your way, gun shots number play
If M.L.K came up today
Wouldn't know what to say
If M.L.K came up today
He wouldn't even know what to say

Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten
I'm a tell you where my people have been
Same game now, same game then
Now you know how & you know when
Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten
I'm a tell you where my people have been
Same game now, same game then
Now you know how & you know when

Nineteen eighty, the Reagan years
Cook cocaine, then free base appears
One hit ya hooked, all the Klansman cheered
Flooded us with dope for the next twenty years
Jacksonville, Florida, Henry man was the man
He was a limo driver for the mayor man
Rick Ross, Rick Ross, was the dopeman
Not a damn rapper, know the plan
Work for the government, selling for the man
Til they cracked the black foundation
Use them against us, to set us back man
No pride in the youth, they don't give a damn
Flushed 'em in prisons, just like they do
Especially when they through with you
Understand, understand
These are the games, played by the man

Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten
I'm a tell you where my people have been
Same game now, same game then
Now you know how & you know when
Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten
I'm a tell you where my people have been
Same game now, same game then
Now you know how & you know when

Ya know, I'm a tell you something ...
Every twenty years, they make a better mousetrap
Let me tell you what it's about ...
Out of slavery, you was a share cropper
Then you started bootlegging alcohol
Then you became a numbers runner
Like the lotto is legal in every state
& Then they brought in the crack cocaine
& Last but not least, now they got the felony
You screw up once, they got you