Текст песни Trick Daddy f Society - America
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[Trick Daddy]`Posed to be...Land of the freeI don`t see howCount me inUhAmericaOhAmericaHa-ha-haAmerica (America)Sweet land of liberty y`allI`m doing this one for the struggleAnd every bad doin` brothaSista, daddy and motherWho livin` in the gutterYou wantBetter carsAnd a better heartAnother startYo` own yardAnd a place to parkYou wannaTrust `em ??And a better li` (life)A bigger cribAnd a home cooked mealEvery single nightHe`ll feel with youGoin` throughBut I coulda warned youWhen its time to be a manDo all you canSee other landsAnd don`t be livin` for the other manTake time out and settle inBe the better manAnd close ? watch your friendsAnd thenYou`ll understandA lil` better thenBut on the other handYou so god damn stubboranAnd you beStartin` shitAnd ever since you made presidentWe ain`t even seen you sinceYou need to (You need to)Fill our schoolsRebuild our church and homesStop killin` my own kindAnd leave my Earth aloneAnd stop tappin` my phoneAnd searchin` my broneAnd keep your personal feelings homeWhen you bandin` my chromeDo it for theWeak and the strongAnd to each his ownWe do it for the main goalSo when all the heat is gone(Chorus)This game wasn`t told to me (Told to me)It was sold to me (Sold to me)And we are never free (No!)No wayNot in America (Not America)Not America (Not in America uh-uh)Our country `tis of thee (`tis of thee)Land of Liberty (Liberty)But that`ll never be (Never Be - NO!)No wayNot in America (uh-uh Not in this America)Not in America (No)[Society]You only got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck -- then you a niggaGot a nice home and a Lexus truck -- you a niggaWorld champions and you M.V.P -- you a nigga4 degrees and a Ph.D -- still a niggaYou use your platinum ?? for ID`s -- then you`s a niggaIf your skin is brown just like me -- then you a niggaGot a promotion and a FAT ass raise -- you still a niggaYou from the islands and your peoples wasn`t slaves -- you a niggaNo matter how much your ass get paid -- you still a niggaShot by the cops at a traffic stop -- cause you a niggaThat`s why I hold toast tooI sell bi-coastalInternationalThey inter-catching you with satellites in deep spaceNow...Who invented niggaz in the first place?And said America is the original birthplace?Who gettin` 10 - 20 - Life on they first case?My niggaz(Chorus)[Trick Daddy]I`m doin` this one for theKids in the streetsWho ain`t missed a beatDo it for theDeaf and the blindAnd those who don`t eat meatDo it for all theChildren of the cornAnd the unbornDo it for the speedy trialsAnd all the lies you done swornHow you gon` keep the manOld Mr. Crooked ass preachin` manWhen your whole congregation drivin` a brand new BenzAnd writing brand new sinsLyin` on a million menAnd all my brothers, sisters, them daddys, and them doin` time in the Penn(Chorus repeated till end)