Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vendetta , by - Andy Mineo. Song from the album Uncomfortable, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.09.2015
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
Vendetta |
| I told you so, I told you |
| We are the ones, yeah |
| Cause 'Pac (What?) did a lot more for me than Barack |
| Salute |
| La, da-da, da, da, da, da |
| We’re not afraid to lose everything we got, nah |
| Cause all we really got is our word, word, word |
| The pen is greater than the sword |
| La, da-da, da, da, da, da |
| By the people, for the people |
| Seem like you only look out for your sort of people |
| I look around, it’s more evil |
| Gotta see it in me |
| You see, um |
| Everyday we closer to that funeral |
| Everyday a struggle, but the struggle still beautiful |
| And doctors don’t got patience for their patients |
| So they just send them to that pharmaceutical |
| We tell 'em that they need drugs |
| But I know that they need love |
| I ain’t scared of that war or the violence |
| The thing I’m more terrified of is (Silence) |
| I wanna snatch my generation out this apathy |
| Gotta do that now 'fore this voice grow out of reach |
| And what we feedin' people that’s a tragedy |
| So what you want, the chemicals or calories? |
| Nobody taught us how to eat |
| Momma gon' work the sixty hour weeks |
| What’s for dinner? |
| Well, what’s quicker and cheap |
| You got remote parents, you’ll be raised by the TV |
| My momma worked the night shift |
| Still made it out to every single game |
| While my father sat at home |
| I promise when I have my own that we will never be the same |
| Vendetta |
| Look I told you so, I told you |
| We are the ones |
| Cause 'Pac (What?) did a lot more for me than Barack |
| (That's a lot) |
| Salute |
| La, da-da, da, da, da, da |
| Look, Mr., Mr. or Mrs. Government Official |
| We just won’t listen |
| You can’t relate to how we livin' from where you’re sittn' |
| That’s why the artist got more influence than the politician |
| This my generation |
| We know the news never tell the truth |
| So we go to Twitter for our information |
| It’s so fast, ya’ll seem slow to us |
| By the time you print it tomorrow it’s old to us |
| We are the ones that you used to be |
| Brave idealists with a dream who went corrupted by the cream, yeah |
| This pen is not for sale |
| They nickel and dime’n |
| We still throwin' quarters in a wishin' well |
| And I know you can’t imagine losin' a lifestyle that you so used to havin' |
| And, yo, we still make decisions for the fact that they’re awesome |
| Not just for the profit margin |
| Hold up, how I’m talkin? |
| I got excess, others got need |
| I gotta answer to God for all of these sneaks |
| I got a hundred pairs, but only two feet |
| God forgive me, I’ve been thinkin' 'bout me |
| We point fingers at people who sin different, skin different |
| But the same color we bleed |
| You wanna know the real problem in America? |
| Always has been and it always will be, me |
| If you had any other answer you’ve been deceived |
| We’ve been lookin' for salvation in education |
| Money, leaders, and policies |
| But we got a bigger need |
| We got a sin debt that we inherited |
| We divide ourself by class, skin color, and our heritage |
| Well, our Creator bankrupt the heaven so that we could all be there with Him |
| Brothers and sisters |
| I told you so |
| I told you |
| We are the ones |
| Cause 'Pac (What?) did a lot more for me than Barack |
| Salute |
| La, da-da, da, da, da, da |
| We’re not afraid to lose everything we got |
| Cause all we really got is our word, word, word |
| The pen is greater than the sword |
| La, da-da, da, da, da, da |