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Not Yet Free

アーティスト：The Coup  アルバム：Kill My Landlord 

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sample -- "Blacks are too fuckin broke to be republicans", Ice Cube (cut and scratched by DJ Pam the Funkstress) Verse One: Boots In this land I can't stand or sit and not get shit thrown up in my face A brotha never gets his props I'm doin bellyflops at the department of waste And everyday I pulls a front so nobody pulls my card I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin hard I'm lookin behind me beside me ahead of me There'll be no feet makin tracks here instead of me But I can't disregard just what the news says to me I'm twenty-one, so I've reached my life expectancy At any minute I could be in some shit that kills my skinny ass From motherfuckers doin the sellout strut or probably Oakland task My relationship with OPD has been like one big diss Long arm of the law, grips my dick so tight it's hard to even piss So I forgot ain't even got a pot to do it in Up at the church they're tellin me it's because I live in sin So I grin, but nevertheless my mind won't dwell I must be trippin cause I thought I was livin in hell Capitalism is like a spider, the web is getting tighter I'm struggling like a fighter, just to bust loose It's like a noose asyphyxiation sets in Just when I think I'm free it seems to me the spider steps in This web is made of money made of greed made of me Of what I have become in a parasite economy Verse Two: E Roc In the winter there's a splinter with the smell of the rain And the scent of the street, but all I smell is the pain Of a brotha who's a hustler and he's stuck to the grind Of a sista who's a hooker gotta sell her behind Desperation makes her brotha get a little more bold The circumstance gets deeper when it's damp and it's cold So I spend my time thinking bout the ultimate gank Can I get my Coup together pull a move on the bank? I be the picture perfect hustler for the piece of the pie But my daddy always taught me just to reach for the sky Now my dream and aspirations go from single to hoe As I realize there's a million motherfuckers in the cold No need to be told, cause when you got a million po' people Gettin ganked, by a few that are rich and evil But it's illegal, to wonder how they livin fat (One two three) everybody get a gat Verse Three: Boots Ahhhhhh yeah! Niggaz, thugs, dope dealers and pimps Basketball players, rap stars, and simps That's what little black boys... are made of Sluts, hoes, and press the naps around your beck Broads pop that coochie, bitches stay in check That's what little black girls... are made of



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