paroles de chanson Grippo - Saul Williams
I
gave
hip-hop
to
white
boys
when
nobody
was
looking
Found
it
locked
in
a
basement
when
they
gentrified
Brooklyn
Left
a
list
of
instructions,
MPC
and
a
mic
My
sci-fi
library
and
utensils
to
write
Right
or
wrong,
I
think
hip-hop
is
where
it
belongs
Where
it
comes
from
one
is
but
son,
we
wrote
them
songs
It
was
a
ploy
Got
fools
tied
up
with
mechanized
toys
We
are
beings
to
breath,
beyond
the
beings
of
boys
Now
you
can
break
all
you
wanna,
Scratch
all
you
wanna,
Graff
all
you
wanna,
Laugh
all
you
wanna
But
I
wanna
show
you
what
the
stars
are
made
of,
I
wanna
show
you
the
stars
So
substitute
the
anger
and
oppression
with
guilt
and
depression
and
it's
yours,
it's
yours
Substitute
the
anger
and
oppression
with
guilt
and
depression
and
it's
yours,
it's
yours
White
boys
listen
to
white
boys,
Black
boys
listen
to
black
boys,
No
one
listens
to
no
one,
No
one
listens
no
no
one
Alone
on
a
mountan
top,
uprooted
from
the
earth
Drifting
beyond
normalcy,
a
gold
piece
in
God's
purse
is
Worthless
here,
we're
earthless
here
God
versus
fear
Man
versus
fear
Fear
not
I
purse
my
lips
and
kiss
like
a
glock
Violence
is
a
metaphor
for
victory's
plot
Change
is
inevitable
but
our
death
is
not
(Ha
ha
ha
ha
ha.)
Now
you
can
break
all
you
wanna,
Scratch
all
you
wanna,
Graff
all
you
wanna,
Laugh
all
you
wanna
But
I
wanna
show
you
what
the
stars
are
made
of,
I
wanna
show
you
the
stars
So
substitute
the
anger
and
oppression
with
guilt
and
depression
and
it's
yours,
it's
yours
Substitute
the
anger
and
oppression
with
guilt
and
depression
and
it's
yours
Grippo!
HEY!
He-ey,
he-ey,
he-ey,
everbody
HEY!
He-ey,
he-ey,
he-ey
I
wanna
show
you
what
the
stars
are
made
of,
I
wanna
show
you
what
the
stars
are
made
of
I
wanna
show
you
what
the
stars
are
made
of,
I
wanna
show
you
the
stars
So
substitute
the
anger
and
oppression
with
guilt
and
depression
and
it's
yours,
it's
yours
Substitute
the
anger
and
oppression
with
guilt
and
depression
and
it's
yours
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