Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hurtin Inside, artist - al-d
Date of issue: 24.03.2002
Song language: English
Hurtin Inside |
Much love CMB, O.G.'s no offense |
But red white and blue, ain’t our residence |
Brainwashed from the start, put hate in our heart |
For our own skin color, this is the devil’s art |
Protect yourself, but the set ain’t necessary |
Just a fast ticket, to the obituary |
And I’m serious G, G as in guardian |
Black for life, now tell me what set is harder than |
Self, originated from the motherland |
Born creator, since day one black man |
And I ain’t trying to tell ya, nothing wrong |
But if the blacks don’t reach the blacks, who’s gon reach us homes? |
You kill a black you safe, but kill the other |
You crucified, look at Gram |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
My past is death, locked in hell now the devil’s mad |
See I’m killing him slowly, with the pen and the pad |
Hate to hear the truth revealed, let me start this |
True for life, the light shining off the darkness |
For four hundred years, abused and mistreated |
Held captive in Babylon, and it ain’t hard to see it |
We struggle every day, just because of our skin color |
But some devils can be blacker, they cold and still ain’t your brother |
It’s a shame we got off the same boat, in shackles and chains |
Now we’re killing each other, in the neighborhood gangs |
Will you kill me, if I wear blue or red? |
You can bleach the rag, but you can’t bleach my skin so it’s all dead |
Open up your eyes, genocide is what’s going down |
Righteous blood is still spilling, on the earth’s ground |
From the thunder’s, that created by the other side |
So don’t ask, me why I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
How long will we kill each other, man? |
I know you don’t wanna hear this, because you killing more niggas than the Klan |
man |
How long will we kill each other, man? |
I know you don’t wanna hear this, because you killing more niggas than the Klan |
man |
How long will we kill each other, man? |
I know you don’t wanna hear this, because you killing more niggas than the Klan |
man |
So open up your eyes, are you happy with your lives? |
A victim of the system, got to worry about drive by’s |
Man it don’t make, no sense at all |
I’ll be down for my ways, till the day I fall |
'Cause you can’t come together, with another color |
Until you come together, with your own black brother |
So save all the drama, we’re tired of seeing bloodshed |
We gotta be smart, and stop being misled |
'Cause blue and red, has white in the middle |
Let them bang for the flag, 'cause, in the end, they all sizzle |
God take note, of all the G’s that died |
In the streets of America, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I feel so much pain |
I’m hurting inside, I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside |
I’m hurting inside, I’m under critical condition |
Democratic politician, man, we all on a mission |
Arms itching, arms snitching, will we ever excel |
Or will we squash this raisin, when we meet up in hell |
You fail to see, that this life ain’t free |
And this K-I-N-G, has potential to be |
A lock and a key, my 20/20 can see |
That this dirty industry, is trying to fuck Keke |
Let me explain, the actors and the factors |
The democratic losers, and the politician jackals |
Contractors, they fiends, they also try to scheme |
And try to get paid, on another niggas dream |
It seems that bidness, is bad for your health |
It looks to me, that every man’s for himself |
But I’ma stay strong, and I’ma keep my pride |
And try to stop all this damn hurting inside, I’m hurting |