Geto Boys — Eye 4 An Eye
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Eye 4 An Eye Geto Boys05:00
Текст песни: Eye 4 An Eye
Eye 4 An Eye Lyrics[Intro: Scarface] Yeah, yeah It's fucked up [Verse 1: Scarface & Willie D] I got a partner who been gone for eleven flat And I ain't seen him since he been gone, imagine that A young nigga in the hood I grew up in Fightin' a battle in the system that no one wins And all these niggas go for bad when they lose friends Gettin' impossible to tie up all the loose ends My homeboy lost his sista in a car wreck He's still alive but through her eyes he done saw her death And when he came, he was violent (violent) And when he left, she was silent (silent) No other way left to describe it You tellin' niggas keep they heads up, you fool you When they killin' niggas like they used to And ain't no-mothafuckin-body fightin' back Pretty soon they gon be hangin blacks (why?) 'Cause niggas won't react, we take an eye for an eye And a tooth for tooth do them bitches like they do us Cock it back and shoot [Chorus 1] Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road Glocks explode, you mothafuckas reap what you sow Lock the doors, ain't nobody leavin' alive At the end of the line, we gotta die That's why we're take an eye for an eye and a tooth for tooth Do them bitches like they do us, cock it back and shoot Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road Rob and loot, you ride for me I ride for you [Verse 2] And when you pop them mothafuckas You pop them bitches till they stop bleeding I'm coming through and my Glock leadin' (And they stop breathin') You tell his mothafuckin mama "stop grievin'" Cause we're not leavin' Until she know how to feels to lose a loved one Mothafuck a redneck race (Fuck that nigga, let's slug one nigga) Tie that bitch by his ankles to the back of a truck Drag his ass till his body parts rip the fuck up [Pre-Chorus] Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road Glocks explode, you mothafuckas reap what you sow Lock the doors, ain't nobody leavin' alive At the end of the line, we gotta die That's why I'm keepin' my peace of mind Poverty structured to destroy Everything that it touches Leavin' niggas on crutches And the whole neighborhood in pain We bow our heads and continue to pray [Chorus 1] Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road Glocks explode, you mothafuckas reap what you sow Lock the doors, ain't nobody leavin' alive At the end of the line, we gotta die That's why we're take an eye for an eye and a tooth for tooth Do them bitches like they do us, cock it back and shoot Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road Rob and loot, you ride for me I ride for you [Verse 4] You disrespect our community when you come around Then enlist the black ministers to calm us down Bitch, fuck peace and the police Until the bullshit cease, it's a war in the belly of the beast A Nat Turner-Learner I keep my finger on the fuckin' trigga I ain't scared like these other niggas Black life being lost to you cannibal types While you're fightin' over animal rights, you cannibal whites Decapitate 'em like they did dude And let em rot in the woods Leave 'em sittin' there for bird food It's cold-blooded 'Cause we can't get a fair shot We're gettin' 20 years for dime rocks Three strikes, that's shit for niggas and the vatos Not for the crackas up in Pine Oaks, and I hope (I hope) Eventually, we'll overcome it But ain't no motherfuckin' singin' You wantin' drama? We can bring it [Bridge: Willie D] Look I'ma say this shit one time and one time only We ain't against all white people But we are against all white people that's against us Fuck all you motherfuckers! [Verse 5] Fuck your jail cells Fuck your mangy-ass dogs Fuck your chewing tobacco Fuck your confederate flag And fuck your militias, your shotguns in the back of your pickups You cow-herdin', sheep-fuckin', horseback-ridin' Barefoot-walkin', tractor-drivin', trailer-park Cousin-fuckin, nigga-jew-hatin Redneck racist (you mothafucka) You mothafuckas are unbelievable Y'all talkin' all that shit about "go back to Africa" You weren't talkin' all that shit when we was out there in them fields sweatin' Pickin' that cotton for y'all mothafuckin' asses We built this mothafucka We deserve just as much if not more prosperity than you hoes do Angry white man, who the fuck you angry with? You should be angry with your mothafuckin' self Because we don't own corporate America Y'all do Corporate America is 70 percent white male Anglo Saxon Y'all run the motherfucker, y'all took the job overseas You wanna be mad at somebody, be mad at your goddamned self But if you wanna get it on we can get it on mothafucka Till the break of dawn you understand what I'm sayin' You want a race war? You got it I ain't scared of you motherfuckers
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