Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Politricks, artist - K Rino. Album song Time Traveler, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Politricks |
| Our ancestors saw the future, they fought and they bled |
| Ni**as these days can’t even see five minutes ahead |
| Most our people either ignorant, ass backwards or scared |
| Ain’t got no bread or broke because nobody broke bread |
| I’m seeing red, ay Bush, why don’t you change your attack? |
| And send your drunk ass daughters overseas to Iraq |
| We snatching all our people back, and when we get through |
| Colin Powell and Condoleeza will be listening to Screw, yeah |
| I’ll never let these snakes rope me in |
| Black folks watching the war, talkin' ‘bout «I hope we win» |
| Who the hell is ‘we'? |
| The US your enemy too |
| And when they finish over there, fool, they’ll be coming for you |
| Now roundup all the sellouts, sucka Toms and tricks |
| We snatching preachers out the pulpit in 2006 |
| And anybody tryna stop K from doing my duty |
| I’ma leave your head flatter than a white girl’s booty, uh |
| We ain’t scared of your politricks |
| We see your crooked ass politics |
| You want the real, come follow this |
| Death of a politician, 2006 |
| We ain’t scared of your politricks |
| We see your crooked ass politics |
| You want the real, come follow this |
| Death of a politician, 2006 |
| White man, I can’t believe how bold you stand |
| You call the Mexicans illegal when you stole they land |
| Coulda helped us in New Orleans but too evil to try |
| You blew the levees up and left the black people to die |
| On death row, you executing while you stand saluting |
| Y’all murdered Stanley Williams and Frances Newton |
| I’m waiting inside the storm for the rapture to come |
| If Bin Laden blew up the buildings, why’d they capture Saddam? |
| Put us in poverty to spark crime and make laws feel us |
| Lock us up for selling something y’all invented to kill us |
| Jail is legalized slavery, I’m speaking the fact |
| And the highest percent of prison population is black |
| Now prisons on the stock market ‘cause it’s a industry |
| Killed a black mind, replaced it with white supremacy |
| To them you still a ni**a slave, dumb and embarrassing |
| But as soon as they start a war, we all Americans, nah |
| We ain’t scared of your politricks |
| We see your crooked ass politics |
| You want the real, come follow this |
| Death of a politician, 2006 |
| We ain’t scared of your politricks |
| I see your crooked ass politics |
| You want the real, come follow this |
| Death of a politician, 2006 |
| Woke up from my rest and got out of bed |
| Put sandals on my feet, wrap a turban ‘round my head |
| Most high son so I live like a god do |
| Dope-E the name, got guns, iron rods too |
| Government gets away with disgusting crimes |
| I’m all about higher learning like Busta Rhymes |
| And Ice Cube, terrorist, ain’t a nice dude |
| You’ve grown to hate me, white boy, but I’m never like you |
| Bomb threats scaring you with harassing mail |
| Blow the catholic church up with |
| Eight trillion dollar deficit, what about taxes? |
| Every time I ask this |
| Mr. President won’t return my phone call or faxes |
| Sit around waiting on crackers, freedom never rings |
| My life done had more blues than BB King |
| South Park Coalition, we conditioned |
| Plus in position on top of a roof, death of a politician |
| We ain’t scared of your politricks |
| We see your crooked ass politics |
| You want the real, come follow this |
| Death of a politician, 2006 |
| We ain’t scared of your politricks |
| We see your crooked ass politics |
| You want the real, come follow this |
| Death of a politician, 2006 |