Lyrics:
I am not throwin' away my shot
I am not throwin' away my shot
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy and hungry
And I'm not throwin'
how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have
to demonstrating
If we had five million brothers protesting last year
Wow
Brother Kap would have had a job by now
Just how are we so indifferent when it comes
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go
nama o
Dem konk hin ogor o wipe am 2 by 2 him japa o
Fall for coal tar o
Olokpa don show everybody don kawa o
Call him mama o
Olokpa don show everybody
spirit do no better, but I told him
"I can't sugar coat the answer for you
This is how I feel—if somebody kill my son
That mean somebody's gettin'
And God is gon be judging
My brothers on same day
And He gon be wondering
How come they all died the same way
They got killed by the government
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
to share
Figuring out how we got there
Jibril and his dates man...
My brothers always got my back
I don’t know why I never had
Some issues when times were
school in the country
I gave up on education
When my graduates brother never had a job
Don’t tryna Impress these people in power
They gon get you rob
Do I
getting killed by supremacy’s
Got me feeling like a panther in the seventies
And all my brothers locked
And they aint granting no clemency
Praying for
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
push others on their heels
By feeling supreme confidence in
Himself but no matter how tough
And hardened they become, hustlers usually
Face one daunting
never going in vain ain't no need to explain
My brother my brother brother my brother
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you leaving
My brother
headed for the top by the rhymes I pop
For every race place color country county or creed
And all of the places that I emceed
Be-boy badness to the highest
on them boots
See how it feels gettin' down to my roots
Watch the sun dip down by that old oak tree
Take a moonlight stroll with me by the creek
You may not
Let me talk my shit (go head brother)
We run the city (what else)
We run state (what else)
We run the country (what else)
we run the world nigga
outside when you heard my brother cry for help
Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel
Like everything was alright
And a fight he tried to put up,
neighborhoods dirty and funky
And Sending billions to other countries
I don't know how it works
But I how it hurt
Depending on stimulus because you fresh outta
but damn you like Prince"
I make it feel like a Zulu, from Honolulu
By the way she roll away like a dog who name was Ubu
They also said the way I
I Feel Like I’m Living in a Country Song
Words and music by: Anthony Paul Alunni and Michael John Argyrakis
OPENING
Well, I feel like I’m living in
black and ignorant is that the demographic,
my shoes got swooshes and my pants got graphics,
tell me how you feel when you shoot a kid in the face,
wine glass
As time pass bastardly
It's tragic how a divine flash
Why
You and I
Just an idea
Blinded by society
Supply the notion sidin with fear
So
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