Lyrics Uncle Sam's Curse - Above The Law

Uncle Sam's Curse

Now, listen you communists and niggas and jews
Tell all your buddies to spread the news
Your day of judgement will soon been nigh
As the Lord in his wisdom looks down from on high
Will his battle be lost by mixin' the races?
We want beautiful babies, not ones with brown faces
Never, never, never, I say
For the Ku Klux Klan is here to stay
Never, never, never, I say
Cause the Ku Klux Klan is here to stay
These Ku Kluxers are better with lynchings than with lyrics
Nineteen ninety flow
The return of Above The Law
And we bring to you, you, you…
Uncle Sam’s Curse
The name of the album is…
Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse
The return of Above The Law
And we bring to you, you, you… The name of the album is…
Uncle Sam’s Curse
The return of Above The Law
Ugh
When you’re mobbin' through the neighborhood
And you have to fade your strap, cause it’s like that
That’s Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
If you’re a rebel and you’re moving the product
And everybody hates you
That’s Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
If you’re workin' from nine to five on the old plantation
In this U.S. nation
That’s Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
And if you’re prayin' on a fool to jack
And you don’t care about the color
Even if he’s black
That’s Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
If the mailman’s late with your Government check
And they cut it, the motherfuckers
That’s Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
And if you’re walkin' in the mall and you’re wearin' blue
And there’s a nigga wearin' red starin' at you
That’s Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
Uncle Sam’s Curse, Uncle Sam’s Curse
Yeah, ugh, since we in here, man
Won’t you set some shit off man before we get the fuck outta here?
Oh shit, we wicked
I swear, I’ll sweat your ass
Yeah, the clinic came to blast
We lookin' for them fake gangstas
They handing out the murder raps
Yeah, they’re shakin' suckers like craps
Shit comes to pass, nigga
I hope you’re not a victim of a raper
And let a nigga take your paper
And run, and live life swell
While you’re rottin' and rhymin' in a cell
Now break yourself, nigga, how the hell you figure?
You used to need gas, money, hope
Yeah, I guess the G’s are full grown
Yeah, now it’s time to play the motherfuckin' clown
You’re actin' all stupid like you don’t know where we been
We buyin' a gang of gats, so tell a friend
«Tell them»
And God put us here, to innovate first
Now the world’s given, Uncle Sam’s Curse
See, I don’t trust man, nigga, only trust God
So when it’s on, bow down to the black mob
I be the dark skinned’d nigga representin' from Pomona
In the ragtop trey, on them gold 'tonas, yeah
Cause I’mma floss for mine, and I’mma toss for mine
To let you know, that it costs for mine, yeah
Cause I’mma come like a true nigga
And for lunch, I think I won’t fly twice, nigga
Oh shit, oh shit, we’re goin' off the deep end
We y’all off the hook and we’re flowin' like the wind
I’mma take off on your ass like a LearJet
And if the shit gets deep, you gonna get wet up
And out of luck, tryin' to fuck with the original
I used to slang dope, but now I get residuals
What’s your name?
What’s your name?
What’s your name?
1−87.
If I hear you diss my crew, it’s on, forever!