Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Us, artist - K Rino. Album song Plantation Rebellion, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.09.2013
Record label: Black Book - SoSouth
Song language: English
Us |
We at the point where |
We gotta start doin' for self |
No more time to point fingers |
And place blame |
Lets Get up |
We out here trying to dodge prison, In the valley of decision |
One foot in this dirty world, And the other in religion |
Relationships are broken, because everybody’s roachin' |
And most of them are still hangin', Just going through the motions |
Unity is dying, and money problems persistent |
Nobody wants to work to get on top they want it instant |
When we get it, we abuse it Cuz we don’t know how to use it |
And usually as soon as we do, we foolishly lose it |
Before others you question, first do a self assessment |
Because what you hate about them you might be a reflection |
You wonder why you grievin' And no success you reachin' |
The way you are is shaped by the company that you keepin' |
You negative, and sensitive and dwelling on the worst part |
Every time you don’t win, it’s always someone else fault |
And when it fall apart and your plan get that hole in it |
You blame the world instead of acknowledging your role in it |
Still goin' through so much |
Every thing’s on us |
No feelings, no love, no trust |
Everything’s on us |
Don’t be gassed by the flashiness of this world it’s all fraud |
See a humble man rises, the arrogant fall hard |
Friends will sell you out fast, and they’ve proven it’s true |
Cuz you ridin' for them that don’t mean they’ll do it for you |
And to the few that suffer to make sure everyone else straight |
It’s crazy because my love for them is stronger than they self hate |
Meanwhile I’m practicing on getting it right |
I might the worst person that I ever met in my life |
These con men, they going to have to come again like a re-release |
I break ties with fake friends like it’s 3 a piece |
How can I trust that I’ll be good in the long run |
When everybody at my intervention need they own done |
I think I need some more time to assess this |
Waking up from 8 hours of sleep and still restless |
I’m having a big bash for me and everyone I mess with |
Got a blank sheet on my desk My guest list |
Still goin' through so much |
Every thing’s on us |
No feelings, no love, no trust |
Everything’s on us |
Somebody need to give the judge a jail sentence |
So He can know how it feels to live in hell with us |
I know you see us as animals, dumb and lower status |
But we don’t deserve all that time you throwing at us |
You got the game so rigged we almost gotta lose |
Locking us up for selling something that you probably use |
You want slavery so that’s the solution |
See it’s still legal if you in jail, that’s in the Constitution |
They come home to no jobs so they return to you |
Dolla’s needed, so they get popped for tryin' to earn a few |
And We don’t take responsibility, We burned em' too |
Mad at what our children do, when we the ones they learned it through |
You think you’re ballin' cuz you got a chain and car, You dumb |
The true baller is the company you bought it from |
How come we hate each others shine, What’s a matter dude |
But Once I lose you got that «better, him than me» attitude |