Life, Love, Music, Politics,: The Good, Bad, and the Ugly "I say what I mean, I mean what I say."
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Words Speak Volumes
Burn
Performed by Killer Mike
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Toni's Thoughts: This is incredible I fell in love with it from the moment I saw it on MTV Jams. Social, political, and historical commentary. It is nice to know there is an artist speaking volumes and stepping on your toes just like Public Enemy did in the 1980s and 1990s. Sorry I'm having trouble posting the video something is going on with my Java script. The only thing I did not like was the use of the N-word because as an African-American I dislike that word and I do not say it. I become embarrassed when my peers say it because then that makes it okay for people outside my race to use the term.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Your folks, my folks
my folks, your folks
whoever was poor
It seems a nigga can't get a job, but I can get arrested
Though shit was changing with this Black president shit
My bitch got me fucked up, goin' to get tested
Cause while I was locked up, she was livin' reckless
Just another ordeal a real nigga got a deal with
If you on the bottom right you gotta feel this
I know that you're frustrated and you want to kill shit
Stock pile your weapons cause that day just might come real quick
Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down
Yeah, yeah, yeah I will bomb this motherfucker down
Your folks, my folks
my folks, your folks
whoever was poor
They say the cop wrote a letter apologizing to Oscar
Guess they say I'm wrong because I still say drop him
Police in the ghetto, they is killin' niggas daily
But when we get to bustin' back, they say that we crazy
Prisons overcrowded and schools is too
Cause they under educate ya and got a place for you
Yeaaaah!
Niggas go to prison, the new age slavery
Now you know why they under educate your baby
Bomb, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down
Yeah, yeah, yeah I will bomb this motherfucker down
Your folks, my folks
my folks, your folks
whoever was poor
They say get a job, you can 'Think & Grow Rich'
But what are you to do when a dollar ain't worth shit
And the jobs ain't hirin' and unemployment is gone
They gonna repo your car and foreclose your home
me, I suggest you get yourself a shotgun
so when they come to evict you can make'em run
the banks got bailed out but we still suffering
so I got a gun cuz I done had enough of'em
Bomb, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down
Yeah, yeah, yeah I will bomb this motherfucker down
They say love Jesus and listen to your pastor
But Jesus told the truth and the pastor's a lying bastard
All he talk about is economic elevation
And all Jesus talked about was soul salvation
Jesus sat with the sick and He walked with the poor
If He gave blood for i see why we give him more?
I got some gangster disciples at church with me tonight
With that $5 worth of gas and a match book of lights
Bomb, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down
Yeah, yeah, yeah I will bomb this motherfucker down
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