Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Machine Gun , by - DomingoRelease date: 18.08.2014
Song language: English
Machine Gun |
| I be the cop in a plan fella |
| And I ain’t got the patience of Mandela |
| Rather hop out the van yelling «Battlecry» |
| I’mma, give us free or give us die |
| Patrick Henry said in 1775 |
| And he’s an American patriot |
| So why when I say it they claim it’s hatred |
| Pot calling the kettle, they paint you as racist |
| When they still discriminate cause the color of our faces |
| Disenfranchise ingentrificated |
| Disproportionately incarcerated |
| Racial profiled them, slayed them |
| Hood with bamboos or they miseducated |
| Shit, but still we rise |
| Against Oscar Grant’s murder and Oakland homicide |
| Fuck police it’s time to ride |
| Against the American injustice, human rights violations worldwide |
| Your struggle is our struggle, our muscle is your muscle |
| From y’all fort to the back, it’s all struggle |
| Ended, but the fight ain’t done |
| Al Capone shit, hand me my machine gun |
| I’m that Malcolm X photo, By Any Means |
| Peaking out the window with a M16 |
| Still sagging my jeans, yeah my wrist may gleam |
| Bumping Wu-Tang, cause in this life it take cream |
| And after your money right, then you go to war |
| That’s Machavellian, and The Art of War’s core |
| I’m like Bilbo taking the ring to Mordor |
| Battling orcs, politicians, wizards and more whores |
| And if I’m forced to fight, the battle must be won |
| Starting with bitch niggas in these slums |
| Racist ass corporate America wrote the play |
| But my watchmen said «Freedom ain’t free» |
| And I wish the war was there, but the rich kill the weak |
| And I wish we could all just hold hands like Dr. King’s speech |
| But it ain’t so — 'till that day comes |
| I’m front line soldier, hand me my machine gun |
| The laws of God are above the laws of man |
| I’m like David fighting Goliath, AK in my hand |
| Make em today when it’s time to take a stand |
| Black Panther Party, Nation of Islam |
| W.E. |
| Du Bois, Frank Douglas and so on |
| Cause they send you to Iraq to drop bombs |
| Come home and they still gon' call you a nigga |
| Boys call us, how’s that not clear? |
| I’ve gone fishing, I’m not here |
| I’m on the roof, sniper rifle, I will pop here |
| Or hop out with the saw chase a nigga down |
| Place ammunition, point, lay a nigga down |
| Lyrically I weigh a thousand pounds |
| We withstand one hand holding a 50 cal |
| Assassinate all my enemies, then I’m out |
| Hide in Bolivia then escape to Liberia |