Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Louisiana Purchase , by - AkirRelease date: 16.07.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Louisiana Purchase |
| Yo, uhh |
| Where was FEMA? |
| What do they gain from Katrina? |
| And why it take so long to save us but so fast to clean up? |
| Who’s in charge of them green bucks? |
| Cause they supposed to give survivors least two G’s plus |
| I need much in answers; |
| was it because, they live below standards |
| and drugs ran rapid that it’s quiet up in the cabinet? |
| Who was on call, did they really drop the bomb? |
| Did they say it? |
| We’re reminded 'bout them damn walls |
| Can we call 'em levies? |
| Did the water get heavy and overrun the town |
| or did people come knock 'em down? |
| Are they tryna help 'em out or tryna kick 'em out? |
| When you see them come around to evacuate a house |
| Who has insurance in one of the country’s most poorest, communities? |
| Isn’t this country for you and me? |
| Separatin families, destroyin unity, conquer through divide |
| Are they gonna help us survive? |
| Or is it genocide, do they wanna help and all revive? |
| Or will it be, gentrified? |
| Watch the choppers in the skies |
| No supplies, devils in disguise, spinnin stories on my people’s lives |
| Standin by while they just lettin us die (die) |
| I feel like the whole world gone crazy |
| The stadium smells like dead babies |
| And old people, goin through rigamortis |
| While the government tortoise, slow to support us Instead they record us and give us self-righteous orders |
| Reporters implore us, not to break the law |
| I saw a talkin on TV, I wanna break her jaw |
| A teleprompter, can never describe what I saw |
| The phones are dead, no police and no E.M.T. |
| Powerless like we got hit, with an E.M.P. |
| It reminds me of the days when we lived as slaves |
| They just denied the migrant workers, federal aide |
| And people tell me poverty, doesn’t have any color |
| Well it does down here mother- |
| And now they talk about, rebuildin where nothin is workin (nothin!) |
| Just lawyers gettin more contracts by Halliburton |
| We restored the fresh corner on some Mardi Gras |
| Swervin down Bourbon — on some party town |
| Drinkin liquor, I’m speakin real candid |
| Who knew, N.O. |
| would turn president land this |
| dude got us lookin savage — like newer reports |
| Get the rich ones out the tellies, and ignored the warts |
| Scores of people perched on top roofs |
| 96 hours with no damn rule, but who the wouldn’t shoot? |
| «So would I"says the cat |
| Brother stranded, wife and seed on his side, on the lap |
| Now anarchy, rule the street |
| Mayor cuss the government out, on the TV all you hear is bleeps |
| Despair dro, some the same |
| Super dope synonymous with pain, ironically they change «es the same |
| I know firsthand I got blood (yeah) you heard from me Second line been should be playin for eternity |
| Walk with imagination, prepare for the devastation |
| of these poor people bein displaced in our own nation |
| No food or water with four days waitin |
| Fearlessly they’re flyin over to assess the situation |
| Dirt they doin to my folks blatant |
| Satan they causes, breakin they clauses, lyin to our faces |
| Take a step back, let’s retrace this |
| Cats were breakin into stores cause they were runnin out of patience |
| Most of them gunshots you heard about, yeah |
| They were pointed in the air cause the bullets were flares |
| But regardless if the media cares or not |
| We should still share a lot of truth, keep stirrin the pot |
| into a spicy gumbo, dig deep, let your funds go Never know a storm might hit Flatbush or Ludlow |
| Who do you think they’ll save, them or us? |
| Mother Nature doesn’t choose sides, cash flow does (that's right) |