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Текст песни Nappy Roots -    War/Peace

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[R. Prophet]Welcome[Chorus 4x – Nappy Roots]War/Peace, c`mon NappyLove/Lust, now say it, Roots[R. Prophet]I got a telegram from a pelicanSaid in the clouds last night she got higher then she`s ever beenSeen shuttles and huddles, hard rocks and war bombsIn real life our words in distorted soundCoke and Hen` mix, guitar Jimi HendrixSmokes and blunts but this is my experienceThe world`s corrupt, how can I defend it?Need more love, that`s why I have to send it[B. Stille]Know what it is when you really tryin to be somethinBut in your minds you really can`t find nothinBut am I wrong if a preacher can`t reach me?Or am I dumb cause a teacher can`t teach me?I`m too black for this world here to bleach meI`m too much hell for this heaven here to keep meBut you can beat me, slander me, cancel meBut see I`m real so you still gotta answer me[Chorus][Skinny Deville]The thought of all destruction, man ain`t nothin gonna lastI feel the pain and sufferin, the system done collapsedWood is burnin, big construction`s burnin, holdin on a passShattered glass the aftermath, tragic death is on the trailEmpty shells, the ghetto`s extinct, there`s heaven and there`s hellBurnin souls, the opposite of peace for 7 million yearsStarted livin well, self-esteem, been lovin with myselfIt`s time for revolution, get yo` gauge and bullets off the shelfBecause it`s war[Ron Clutch]Because the end is almost here but I done been here beforeSo I haven`t any fear for I trust in the LordWhen I die nobody cry, nobody shed not a tearIn the middle of the floor pour out your liquor and your beerI`m still witcha, you can hear me loud and clearlyWhen I`m howlin at the moon (whoooooo)Mama heard me freestylin in the wombHeard me battlin the beat of her heart when it boomI`m born again, I`m free!  I`m Nappy to my Roots![Chorus][Big V]Do it, c`mon, c`mon, yeah!Do it, c`mon, c`mon, yeah!Do it, c`mon, c`mon, yeah!Do it, do it, do it, do it![B. Stille]Rich man purchased a poor oneThis land versus a fore runEither you with us or for ‘emPistols and missiles got ‘em just to wage war onIt ain`t safe even in OregonEach mourn, then there`s more goneBloodshed filthy as the money it pours onThe guilty hand washes the sore oneKing James boxin a Qu`ranThe officials are morons, can`t trust no one[Big V]But if the whinos don`t know it, the streets won`t repeat itIf it ain`t adverse, then the reverend won`t preach itRepresent the slums, the misfits and have-notsBuddy we had not, born in a bad spot[Chorus]

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