Lyrics Payback - Nipsey Hussle
                                                [Intro:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crack 
                                                this 
                                                **** 
                                                hold 
                                                this
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                little 
                                                girls 
                                                are 
                                                being 
                                                murdered
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                leaders 
                                                are 
                                                being 
                                                shot 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                broad 
                                                daylight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                you 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                why 
                                                the 
                                                leaders 
                                                of 
                                                this 
                                                struggle 
                                                have 
                                                never 
                                                teaching 
                                                it 
                                                before 
                                                the 
                                                United 
                                                Nations
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Verse 
                                                1: 
                                                Nipsey 
                                                Hussle]
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                it 
                                                been, 
                                                like 
                                                six 
                                                years 
                                                still 
                                                looking 
                                                for 
                                                Osama
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gone 
                                                send 
                                                more 
                                                troops, 
                                                that′s 
                                                no 
                                                solution 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                problem
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                no 
                                                evidence, 
                                                y'all 
                                                never 
                                                found 
                                                the 
                                                bomber,
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                Ain′t 
                                                stop 
                                                y'all 
                                                from 
                                                killing 
                                                Tookie 
                                                or 
                                                Sudama, 
                                                Necessary 
                                                evil, 
                                                Ain't 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                term 
                                                you 
                                                use, 
                                                100 
                                                thousand 
                                                sum 
                                                thin 
                                                soldiers 
                                                went 
                                                to 
                                                serve 
                                                for 
                                                you, 
                                                So 
                                                you 
                                                bury 
                                                the 
                                                people, 
                                                And 
                                                let 
                                                em 
                                                burn 
                                                for 
                                                you, 
                                                Over 
                                                some 
                                                oil 
                                                cause 
                                                the 
                                                issue 
                                                ain′t 
                                                concerning 
                                                you, 
                                                Since 
                                                911 
                                                you′ve 
                                                been 
                                                talking 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                threat 
                                                we 
                                                facing, 
                                                And 
                                                how 
                                                you 
                                                need 
                                                    a 
                                                couple 
                                                billion 
                                                to 
                                                protect 
                                                the 
                                                nation, 
                                                But 
                                                look 
                                                come 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                hood 
                                                I'll 
                                                show 
                                                you 
                                                desperation, 
                                                Kids 
                                                that 
                                                are 
                                                13 
                                                like 
                                                Devin 
                                                brown 
                                                with 
                                                no 
                                                explanation, 
                                                Living 
                                                in 
                                                L.A 
                                                every 
                                                single 
                                                day, 
                                                It′s 
                                                    a 
                                                war 
                                                going 
                                                on 
                                                outside 
                                                no 
                                                man 
                                                is 
                                                safe 
                                                from, 
                                                But 
                                                since 
                                                it's 
                                                just 
                                                niggas 
                                                killing 
                                                niggaz, 
                                                You 
                                                just 
                                                turned 
                                                prison 
                                                to 
                                                business,
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Chorus: 
                                                x2]
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                talking 
                                                payback, 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                you 
                                                bitch 
                                                niggaz 
                                                from 
                                                way 
                                                back, 
                                                Witness 
                                                who 
                                                strap, 
                                                When 
                                                macks 
                                                knew 
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                play 
                                                that
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Verse 
                                                2:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                Look, 
                                                You 
                                                    a 
                                                blood, 
                                                I′m 
                                                    a 
                                                crip, 
                                                You 
                                                    a 
                                                tre, 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                o, 
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                was 
                                                raised 
                                                off 
                                                Slauson, 
                                                You 
                                                would 
                                                be 
                                                one 
                                                to, 
                                                Ya 
                                                homeboys 
                                                get 
                                                low 
                                                when 
                                                they 
                                                see 
                                                me 
                                                come 
                                                threw, 
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                say 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                got 
                                                crack, 
                                                And 
                                                that 
                                                would 
                                                be 
                                                untrue, 
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                    I 
                                                figure 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                get 
                                                back 
                                                to, 
                                                That 
                                                black 
                                                shit, 
                                                Instead 
                                                of 
                                                killing 
                                                and 
                                                Banging 
                                                for 
                                                crack 
                                                shit, 
                                                We′ll 
                                                be 
                                                acting, 
                                                cause 
                                                niggaz 
                                                to 
                                                stuck 
                                                in 
                                                they 
                                                ways, 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                we 
                                                long 
                                                overdue, 
                                                But 
                                                is 
                                                we 
                                                ready 
                                                for 
                                                change, 
                                                Stand 
                                                under 
                                                one 
                                                flag 
                                                like 
                                                an 
                                                army 
                                                bu-gay, 
                                                Time 
                                                to 
                                                put 
                                                the 
                                                deuce 
                                                deuce 
                                                down, 
                                                and 
                                                pick 
                                                up 
                                                    a 
                                                k, 
                                                And 
                                                if 
                                                we 
                                                banging 
                                                on 
                                                some 
                                                black 
                                                shit, 
                                                Let′s 
                                                ride 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                dead 
                                                homies, 
                                                And 
                                                get 
                                                the 
                                                burners, 
                                                For 
                                                Malcome, 
                                                and 
                                                Natt 
                                                Turner, 
                                                Talking 
                                                to 
                                                them 
                                                other 
                                                niggaz, 
                                                Yea 
                                                my 
                                                so 
                                                called 
                                                interments, 
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                own 
                                                one 
                                                block, 
                                                We 
                                                live, 
                                                and 
                                                die 
                                                for 
                                                these 
                                                city 
                                                streets, 
                                                And 
                                                even 
                                                though 
                                                the 
                                                pain 
                                                run 
                                                deeper, 
                                                    A 
                                                real 
                                                nigga 
                                                know 
                                                it′s 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                peace 
                                                so 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                focus 
                                                on 
                                                the
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Chorus: 
                                                x2]
 
                                    
                                
                                                Payback, 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                you 
                                                bitch 
                                                niggaz 
                                                from 
                                                way 
                                                back, 
                                                Witness 
                                                who 
                                                strap, 
                                                When 
                                                macks 
                                                knew 
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                play 
                                                that
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Verse 
                                                3:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                Look, 
                                                Fuck 
                                                an 
                                                injunction, 
                                                    I 
                                                ain′t 
                                                violate 
                                                nothing, 
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                put 
                                                your 
                                                hands 
                                                on 
                                                me, 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                bust 
                                                you 
                                                    I 
                                                ain′t 
                                                running, 
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                real, 
                                                All 
                                                you 
                                                crash 
                                                Johnny's 
                                                know 
                                                the 
                                                deal, 
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                start 
                                                the 
                                                revolution, 
                                                all 
                                                    u 
                                                probably 
                                                do 
                                                is 
                                                squeal, 
                                                Automatic 
                                                weapons 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                back 
                                                unconcealed, 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                care 
                                                where 
                                                you 
                                                from, 
                                                Real 
                                                recognize 
                                                real, 
                                                Every 
                                                step 
                                                is 
                                                like 
                                                chess, 
                                                Wrong 
                                                move 
                                                will 
                                                get 
                                                you 
                                                killed, 
                                                So 
                                                we 
                                                act 
                                                on 
                                                how 
                                                we 
                                                think, 
                                                And 
                                                never 
                                                think 
                                                on 
                                                how 
                                                we 
                                                feel, 
                                                    I 
                                                don′t 
                                                believe 
                                                911 
                                                was 
                                                Osama, 
                                                Cause 
                                                911 
                                                Bush 
                                                made 
                                                    a 
                                                Billion 
                                                dollars, 
                                                    I 
                                                herd 
                                                him 
                                                say 
                                                gang 
                                                violence 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                problem, 
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                think 
                                                that 
                                                more 
                                                prisons 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                step 
                                                to 
                                                resolve 
                                                it, 
                                                But 
                                                more 
                                                prisons 
                                                means 
                                                the 
                                                checks 
                                                keep 
                                                revolving, 
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                don′t 
                                                take 
                                                    a 
                                                rocket 
                                                scientist 
                                                to 
                                                see 
                                                the 
                                                conflict, 
                                                You 
                                                can't 
                                                cover 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                pain 
                                                with 
                                                fake 
                                                progress, 
                                                It′s 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                payback 
                                                    a 
                                                porfit 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                profit,
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Chorus: 
                                                x4]
 
                                    
                                
                                                Payback, 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                you 
                                                bitch 
                                                niggaz 
                                                from 
                                                way 
                                                back, 
                                                Witness 
                                                who 
                                                strap, 
                                                When 
                                                macks 
                                                knew 
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                play 
                                                that
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Change Tomorrow (Bonus Track)
2 I Could Never Lose
3 Payback
4 Shed a Tear
5 Rap Music
6 Fastlane Youngstas (Special Edition)
7 Ceo
8 Hussle Is My Last Name
9 Bucketheads
10 Good for Me
11 Ice Cream Paint Job (West Coast Remix) (Bonus Track)
12 Background Music (Bonus Track)
13 Killen Em Cuzzy
14 Intro
15 Diamonds
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