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Текст песни Black Market Militia - Righteous Talk

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[Intro: Killah Priest (old man) {Timbo King}]Go ahead motherfucker, shitI don`t know man, this motherfuckerFirst day right, check it out, don`t sit on the corner, manWe ain`t talkin` bout you, we talkin` bout the same thing, man, motherfucker(I wanna see what goin` with the Black Market, I meanLike when I was coming up, it was like, you knowMartin, and Malcolm, you know, I`m, I`m, kinda feeling likeThe Black Market is on that energy, and that type of direction, man){Yeah, basically, that`s like, our forefathers right there)(All right) {the unit, knowwhatimean?} (all right){That generation just guided us to what we is right nowSo basically, you know, we just moving}(Slow motion, you know it kill me thoughWhen you got these brothas out here, talkin` boutThey thugs and they gangsta, to me, like MalcolmLike Malcolm, was a gangsta) {Yea, for real}(Like Huey P. Newton, now that was a gangsta, TimboYou know, you reppin`, like how ya`ll brothas sayYa`ll reppin`, ya`ll reppin` like that brother?){No, we reppin`, like ya`ll} Look at old man John right there, man(I just wanna see more life from you, you got alotta music out thereEverybody running around talkin` bout, they this Unit, andKnowhatimean, gangsta, and all that, I just wanna seeSome more life in the music, for the babies) {That`s what`s it`s about, manWe know about that generation right there} (Check this out brotherI mean, not to catch above, what I`m sayin`, I gotta keep it movin`)[Timbo King]Yo, you know the saying, it`s black people, eat too much greaseCuz every diner in New York, is controlled by GreeksUntil my sons bust guns, like Paul Rover`s sonPolitical rebel, rollin` with a, army of bumsHomeless, individuals, no government fundsTell Colin Powell, he`s forgot where it came fromDrug deals turn sour, the bitter taste of moneyThe hood, been hoodwinked, we`ve been labeled as dummiesEducation got the youth, like, fuck next periodRather slang rocks, that`s it, periodA rich man, can`t walk on the floors of heavenFahrenheit 9/11, got ya`ll callin` your reverendYeah, I said it`s wartime, like we fightin` in BaghdadWomen you tryin` to have, I`ve had that, done bagged thatThe blood founder, call me Charles DrewYou need more that F.O.I., to guard you, when I barge throughProducers want to charge 15 g`sComin` into their studios with 15 G.D.`sBite the bullet, put the hit out on the President`s headFor all the pain and the bloodshed

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