paroles de chanson Niggerisms - Aiwal Turé

Look at all these niggas
Man they look so fly, don't they
Niggas if they don't get it they gon' die
Oh baby

Niggas a product of America
Calm enough to love it angry enough to tear it up
Niggas the creator of the culture
Afraid to own his own so he give to them vultures
Niggas accept everything except his own
Sell his soul to be at the table of daddy's home
Niggas love to march through the streets
Begging the same cats to stop shooting him in the streets
Niggas love to stay up in some beef
Deep off in religion never see his own beliefs
Niggas got degrees and highly learned
Keep it to himself never spread the wealth he learned
Niggas love to side on politics
Naïve claiming parties falling for the pile of tricks
Niggas, don't believe cause and effect
Stay looking to the sky while their destiny gets neglected

Look at all these niggas
Man they look so fly don't they
Niggas, if they don't get it they gon' die
Oh baby

Niggas, wonder why their youth so gone
Could it be niggas children refuse the nigga syndrome
Niggas love to do the same ole' shit
But love to complain about the same ole' shit
Niggas still think they're a minority
If I told them better I would find they're ass ignoring me
Niggas never were niggas anyway
They were socially engineered to be this way
Niggas keep hitting snooze and in the bed
The book call it having stiff necks and hard heads
Niggas run away from the truth
Call it a conspiracy while looking at the proof
Niggas always hop in line for free shit
And call doing for your self some weak shit
Niggas know they love to be seen
Kill they damn self they're children and a dream

Look at all these niggas
Man they look so fly don't they
Niggas if they don't get it they gon' die
Oh baby

Niggas
Man they look so fly, don't they
Niggas, if they don't get it they gon' die
Oh baby