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The Hidden Hand

アーティスト:Fat Joe  アルバム:Don Cartagena  作詞:BLAGMON ANTHONY QUINN/SPUNK BIGGA/CARTAGENA JOSEPH ANTHONY  作曲:BLAGMON ANTHONY QUINN/SPUNK BIGGA/CARTAGENA JOSEPH ANTHONY 

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Yea, time to educate the youth (Speak on it God) Cause if we won't, then who will? (True) Terror Squad style, yo (Speak on it God) Yo, I was a wild adolescent, blessed with the foul essence Messin around with the wrong crowd, I learned my lesson Stressin all the things that I have not I pray to God I get my Uncle out the crack spot I hear mad shots, homicide come and play Matlock but never crack the case cause the defendant's a bad cop You feel me fam? The devil's got a plan That's why Farrakhan formed a Million Man up in Washington The Hidden Hand even planned this man Have me goin hand to hand, killin my own clan But now I understand and see the big picture Fuck cryin about the struggle, I teach you how to get richer [Cuban Link] Shit is a hassle in this rotten apple, kids robbin coppin capsules Rockin tattoos, boppin with ankles locked in shackles Got the cops joggin at you, spittin rounds of clips, they down wit it New clowns'll make you feel as if the Bill of Rights is counterfeit Now it's been written that all men are equal, but then it's legal when they beat us and treat us as if we're different people We go for delf, fuck the cop's health I'd rather drop shelf and let off shots until my Glock melts Cause God dealt us a helpless hand, they made us sell this land so the palest man could build a selfish plan You know we can't trust the government, cause Uncle Sam is smugglin drugs for us to hustle all the stuff for him Even McGruff is in it, gettin a percentage Takin advantage, punishin just blacks and hispanics [Big Punisher] My heart is cold as ice, so I know I'm sheist, Big Pun was the kid that no one liked, my whole life, is one big roll of the dice Payin a price twice as expensive as white kids Destined for Riker's not knowin my existance was priceless IT'S LIKE THIS, my soul was lifeless, I earned stripes fightin the nicest in the crisis I slice em in half and make em dash like hyphens, invitin any rapper to Clash With the Titan The writing's like fighting cause rappers be biting like Tyson I'm hypein the crowd, keepin em Loud like my label I'm proud I'm able to lift from the bowels of the ghetto I found me a little sanity inside a career and a family No more wars and renderin tears to insanity So keep the salary and tear the mic, cause I love it There's my life, you judge it, fuck it Seis, I don't want it [Triple Seis] I'm a Dominican, stranded in


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