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Текст песни T-Bone - Straighten It Out

T-Bone - Straighten It Out слова песни




Let`s break it out all of this black-on-black, brown-on-brown, in every town,because I`m sick of seeing my people`s sketches scattered all over the ground.Since these murders occur every single day, so put the gun away because I wantto live to see another day. A happy day. Where there`s peace betweennations, love within races and no division in the congregations. No morepimps and drug dealers on every corner. A homeless people struggling with nohomefreeze and they pump for quarters. I am talkin` about a world of peace,with no mo` closed caskets if you know rows like most of my homies that havebeen deceased. No more murderers, diseases, or suicides, it`s time we allwake up and wipe the mucus from my sleepy eyes. And straighten things outlike a ruler `cause nowadays, the cart we juggle is full of hate, killas, andrunaways. I`m sick of it, so I`ll be the first brother to shout, let`sstraighten it out `cause together we can work it out.Chorus-Let`s straighten it out, from the west side to the east side.Let`s straighten it out, from the north side to the south side.Let`s straighten it out, from the east side to the west side.Let`s straighten it out, from the south side to the north side.I wish somebody would tell me why, we can`t just straighten out all this mess,at times I think, my fat should be a bulletproof vest. Got all these homiesclaiming south side, west side, east side, north side, Asian, Black, and Brownpride. It seems that there`s no mo hope, my own people`s send me their gunsand try to push me the dope, I can`t cope. But I gotta, why? Because I`msick of all the shots ringing from the sixty-fo and hollas. Remember where wewas familia, where we could kick it and not worry about your own kind killin`ya`. Seems like all we care about is money and fame, drugs in the game, it`skillin` me softly like Lauren from the Fugees sang. Man, what`s it gonna takefor us to grow up, before love is the only gang sign we throw up? `Cause allour peoples headin` straight for the morgue unless we put down the guns andstart to trust in the Lord, let`s straighten it out!I wonder what could make a man, hit a woman, wit` a ferious hand. Somebodytell me because I just don`t seem to understand. And then we wonder why y`allkids is bangin` with none at home, it seems the parents is the one givin` theykids a trainin`. Beatin` em` down, with your fists and a buckle of a belt.To prideful to accept that you needed some serious help. So you kept strikin`like thirsty bats straight out of Hell, but what you did was wrong, stop andlisten to my song. It breaks my heart in two when I see the things you putthem through. Why do you do all the harmful things that you do? Spirituallyguided with decieve and rags on both your wives, not knowin` you was led bydemons when you made them cry. But you didn`t quit till` they finally ranaway from home. Then your wife left you too, and now your sad and all alone.Just thinkin` about everything your family could have been, so now yoursqueezin` the trigger to leave this life of sin.Lyrics by T-BoneSubmitted by Nick Woodrum (nickshaq@aol.com)

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