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God damn, what a brother gotta do To get a message through To the red, white and blue What? I gotta die? Before you realize I was a brother with open eyes The world's insane While you drink champagne And I'm livin' in black rain You try to ban the A.K. I got ten of 'em stashed With a case of hand grenades (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you! (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you! (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you! (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you! You'd know what to do If a bullet hit your kid On the way to school Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard Shit would hit the fan and hit hard! Chorus: I hear it every night, another gun fight The tension mounts On with the body count! God damn what a brother gotta do To get a message through To the red, white and you? What? I gotta die? Before you realize I was a nigga with open eyes The world's insane While you drink champagne And I'm livin' in black rain Don't you hear the guns? You stupid, dumb, dick suckin' Bum politicians (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you! (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you! The tension mounts! |
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