Текст песни Paris - Sleeping With the Enemy, слова песни Paris

Текст песни Paris - Sleeping With the Enemy

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[Paris]Come, I`m P-Dog, with the shitthat stick, now I`m fin` to get scandalousHuh, and tell y`all about a brain diseaseA act up it`s a shame diseaseNigga please, you still don`t act right upWait a minute, let me get my facts rightWhen I say that we all don`t act the sameJust a handful wanna salt the gameSo I gotta roll deepCheck your grip and don`t smile, hard as concreteDamn shame but it`s like thatCause some got hardheads like bricks that don`t crackRaised up on TVFast food and fast times, do or die GWithout nuttin to lose but a warAnd here life don`t mean SHIT to die for{*scratched Chuck D: "Every brother ain`t a brother"*}[Paris] C`mon, yeah{*"Every brother ain`t a brother"*}[Paris] B`le dat!{*"Every brother ain`t a brother"*}[Paris] Sellin your soul, don`t sell your soul man, yo{*"Every brother ain`t a brother"*} {*"You got my back and I got yours"*}[Paris]The reporter looked just like me or youBut that don`t mean the man was coolHe understood when I said that it was death to intergrateCause intergrate means assimilate (word!)But the media, hate the youthLove to spread lies and distort the truthThey say the pen is stronger than the swordbut the sword`ll give any house nigga his just reward!So let the beat just roll on, huhWhile the weak get told onI`m P-Dog, tellin you the actual factis just cause the skin is black don`t mean shit!It ain`t about us comin upTo them, it`s about us gunnin upIt`s a shame but no strain on the brain to seeIt`s plain, some, are sleeping with the enemyC`mon!YeahYeah![Paris]Boom, another knocked out, what`s it all aboutGotta give a shout to the few that`s never sellin outP-Dog, I never slipe or slide, I never float alongAs long as in control I know I`m born to be a martyrHuh, and I`ma keep on rappin withThe facts, that I keep on smashin shitNo props cause it doesn`t really matter bout the color of the copAnd now I hate police so I won`t stopSee the punk bitch get mad, huhI ain`t the one for a toe tagYou best believe when you see me on the streetI be a motherfucker ready for the static with a glock automatic!So let me tell you why I hate pigsThe black gestapo, ultimate house niggaSimply because a brother wantin to be with a planthat wanna kill off and cage the black manAin`t never runnin from the U.S.A.Punk, land of the weak, freak, home of the slaveAnd I ain`t goin to Clarence cause the appearance is clear to meSome punks, are sleepin with the enemy

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Sleeping With the Enemy

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