Текст песни X-Raided - White Man`s Burden
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* - one of 5 new releases on this "Greatest Hits" album[First Verse]My fore fathers was bought and sold, raped and sodomizedNow after eight hundred years you decide to apologizeApology not accepted, too late for repentin`Time to ride, homicide to William ClintonThat ass rippin`, penetrated with baseball batsShoot him up with heroin and get him hooked on crackBlack folks been sufferin` in the United StatesThese United Snakes got us in divided StatesShell-shocked, Hell`s got to be here on EarthIn the ghetto circumstances can`t get no worseCertain chances we takin` to survive, we got no choicesSo we rappin` hopin` we can make it happen with our voicesI was too smart for football, too short for hoopsSo I rode with the Crips and cliques thick with troopsX-Raided them tricks hated but I don`t give a fuckUneducated bitches don`t realize they stuckYou`re oblivious to the fact that your life is hideousWe`re holdin` our own and we don`t need you to pity usPlus, we got our own kind holdin` us downThose who sold their souls, but it`ll be coldWhen we catch you, I bet you`ll receive the death sentenceTurnin` racist generals into pulp non-fictionCircumcision the "G" wayMurder the D.A.Hit `em with hollow slugs, show him no lee-way[Chorus: repeat 2X]It`s too late for apologies fuck your sorrowDoin` it one day at a time yellin` "Fuck tomorrow!"In the streets it`s crack, guns, and infected bitchesGenocide on the down-low, the White Man`s wishes[Second Verse]My father figures was Arnold "Schwarzanigga" and Sly StyllonePuttin` visions of murder in a nigga`s dome, early onI grew up, watchin` Al Pacino and Nino BrownTarentino is the one who let me know how to put it downTelevision created a gang of niggas like meWe learned how to kill at home watchin` T.V.It poisoned my mind as a youthIntroduced me to money, mayhem, and murder, I`m the product it producedLet me loose to prowl, now they sayin` I`m a killerCuz European ideology`s all about the scrillaAin`t y`all feelin` the devastation you`re causin` the Earth?Steady exploitin` the milk of this bitch for all that it`s worthWhen it`s ready to blow up, they gone leave this World and go on to MarsLeave us torn and everybody up will be reachin` for starsWhy my people so caught up in money, cars, and bitches?Don`t you realize, you`re fulfillin` the White Man`s wishes?[Chorus][Third Verse]Lord forgive for all the blood that his body bledAnd all the tears that his Mommy shedThe book says "Thou Shalt Not Kill", but I`ve seen more blood spillThan all them vets on Hamburger HillIt`s real post war syndromeI went to see my homie but his Mama told the homie been goneAnd every time I turn around, it`s a body on the groundFresh gun shot wounds, but he didn`t hear a soundWhen he came out the womb, nobody told him he would be dead so soonThe gauge went BOOMIt`s America, I know you got a cure for AIDSWe need a cure for rage, on the rampageCan you feel it? The tension`s in the air thickAnd hate got me so high I`m gettin` airsickYou got my people broke, lookin` for a buck to borrowDoin` it one day at a time, FUCK TOMORROW!Fuck your song!I want revenge! I got a beretta named VendettaTime to answer for your sins niggaAnd when you meet your creator tell him I said, "I apologize"But I gotta ride...[Chorus] - repeat til` fade