Dat Boi Vic - Dear America текст песни

Текст песни Dear America - Dat Boi Vic




live from the plantation
I know the fans waiting
So here goes another ghetto translation
Of the ghetto news
My ghetto views
Of the ghetto blues
Where niggas die over designer shoes
Designed to lose
But we beat the odds
Creating jobs
No longer niggas
Cuz now we gods
Tryna make a change
Don't make it rain
Because on rainy days
When you ain't got a thang
You gone wish you would've saved that hundred
Cuz it's ashame
When your kids starving
In Minnesota see the kids is Marching
A inspiration
From Marcus Garvey and Dr Martin
The blunt sparking
On a summer afternoon
I just left the shop
Fresh cut with the half moon
And last June
They killed a nigga in his cuffs
But this year enough is enough
It's time to bust (nigga)
Dear America
400 years of slavery only made me
Young black and crazy
Dear America the system is out to cage Me
12 gauge me
Twist the story
And front page me
Live from the murder cappy
Where niggas murder happy
Niggas and police aim their burners at me
They bust shots daily
The dope boys
Be moving blocks crazy
The young girls is having babies
And it just amaze me
Cuz the abortion rate still through the roof
The archeologist they hide the truth
The kemites left behind the proof
The biggest criminals
Inside a suit
Cuz ain't no nigga from my block
Ever flew a plane and dropped a nuke
Make niggas distribute to make a living
But it's a system set up
To keep the black man inside of prison
Can't get a job
But they'll give it to your wife tho
Crazy how a small piece of paper
Controls your life yo
Now they getting lipo
Surgery with the knife tho
Black folks using skin bleach
To make them light tho
Is hatred at its highest peak
Beauty is only skin deep
Dawg y'all been sleep
Dear America
400 years of slavery only made me
Young black and crazy
Dear America the system is out to cage Me
12 gauge me
Twist the story
And front page me
They killed a nigga in cold blood
I seen it happen
A violent chain reaction
Of niggas blasting
And blunt passing
When killers clashing
A hateful passion
The cops laughing
Imagine a patty wagon
With niggas flaggin
These niggas lost
The black Holocaust
My thoughts
Is his-story was false
We never was taught
About our leaders
How we had kings and queens
But now the bottom feeders
That's how they see us
Killing eachother for a profit
Hypnotic exotic
Filling my temple up with toxic
A pocket rocket
In his true religions
Can't get a job
So he moving chickens
They building prisons
For niggas up in them same conditions
It's like a trap
It's deeper than rap
They told you the enemy was black
When In fact
It's the truest essence
My newest lessons
Is for the youth
Who's asking questions
Future investments
Should be more Than just the newest bezzy
Or 30 inches on a Chevy
All that shit is petty
My heart is heavy
And I know you probably never met me
But you my Brotha
And I love ya
so before they wet me
Just get this message
That I'm sending you
My nigga let me
Open your mind
Cuz we're dealing with the same pain
You got this hatred in your heart
But don't know how it came
Let's spark the brain
And hope one day maybe it will change
you see they built you
For destruction like a hurricane
These rap niggas they want the fame
And a little fortune
To talk about money and hoes
Shit that ain't important
That's why we ain't supporting
(Fuck out of here with all that cap ass shit
We ain't tryna hear that right now)
Dear America
400 years of slavery only made me
Young black and crazy
Dear America the system is out to cage Me
12 gauge me
Twist the story
And front page me
"The master teacher speaks"



Авторы: Victor Frazier



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