paroles de chanson Straighten It Out - T-Bone
Let's
break
it
out
all
of
this
black-on-black
Brown-on-brown,
in
every
town
Because
I'm
sick
of
seeing
my
people's
sketches
Scattered
all
over
the
ground
Since
these
murders
occur
every
single
day
So
put
the
gun
away
because
I
want
to
live
To
see
another
day,
a
happy
day
Where
there's
peace
between
nations
Love
within
races
and
no
division
in
the
congregations
No
more
pimps
and
drug
dealers
on
every
corner
A
homeless
people
struggling
with
no
home
freeze
And
they
pump
for
quarters,
I
am
talkin'
about
a
world
of
peace
With
no
mo'
closed
caskets
if
you
know
rows
Like
most
of
my
homies
that
have
been
deceased
No
more
murderers,
diseases
or
suicides,
it's
time
we
all
wake
up
And
wipe
the
mucus
from
my
sleepy
eyes
And
straighten
things
out
like
a
ruler
'cause
nowadays
The
cart
we
juggle
is
full
of
hate,
killas
and
runaways
I'm
sick
of
it,
so
I'll
be
the
first
brother
to
shout
Let's
straighten
it
out
'cause
together
we
can
work
it
out
Let's
straighten
it
out,
from
the
west
side
to
the
east
side
Let's
straighten
it
out,
from
the
north
side
to
the
south
side
Let's
straighten
it
out,
from
the
east
side
to
the
west
side
Let's
straighten
it
out,
from
the
south
side
to
the
north
side
I
wish
somebody
would
tell
me
why
We
can't
just
straighten
out
all
this
mess
At
times
I
think
my
fat
should
be
a
bulletproof
vest
Got
all
these
homies
claiming
south
side,
west
side
East
side,
north
side,
Asian,
Black
and
Brown
pride
It
seems
that
there's
no
mo
hope,
my
own
people's
send
me
Their
guns
and
try
to
push
me
the
dope,
I
can't
cope
But
I
gotta,
why?
Because
I'm
sick
of
all
the
shots
ringing
From
the
sixty-fo
and
hollas
Remember
where
we
was
family,
where
we
could
kick
it
And
not
worry
about
your
own
kind
killin'
ya'
Seems
like
all
we
care
about
is
money
and
fame
Drugs
in
the
game,
it's
killin'
me
softly
Like
Lauren
from
the
Fugees
sang
Man,
what's
it
gonna
take
for
us
to
grow
up
Before
love
is
the
only
gang
sign
we
throw
up?
'Cause
all
our
peoples
headin'
straight
for
the
morgue
Unless
we
put
down
the
guns
And
start
to
trust
in
the
Lord
Let's
straighten
it
out
I
wonder
what
could
make
a
man
hit
a
woman
wit'
a
furious
hand
Somebody
tell
me
because
I
just
don't
seem
to
understand
And
then
we
wonder
why
y'all
kids
is
bangin'
with
none
at
home
It
seems
the
parents
is
the
one
givin'
they
kids
a
trainin'
Beatin'
'em
down,
with
your
fists
and
a
buckle
of
a
belt
To
prideful
to
accept
that
you
needed
some
serious
help
So
you
kept
strikin'
like
thirsty
bats
straight
out
of
hell
But
what
you
did
was
wrong,
stop
and
listen
to
my
song
It
breaks
my
heart
in
two
when
I
see
the
things
you
put
them
through
Why
do
you
do
all
the
harmful
things
that
you
do?
Spiritually
guided
with
deceive
and
rags
on
both
your
wives
Not
knowin'
you
was
led
by
demons
when
you
made
them
cry
But
you
didn't
quit
till
they
finally
ran
away
from
home
Then
your
wife
left
you
too
and
now
your
sad
and
all
alone
Just
thinkin'
about
everything
your
family
could
have
been
So
now
your
squeezin'
the
trigger
to
leave
this
life
of
sin
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