Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vote for Me, artist - Layzie Bone. Album song The New Revolution, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hi Power
Song language: English
Vote for Me |
It’s ya boy L-Burna, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony baby |
You know what it is |
Duece-double-oh-six baby, the struggle don’t stop |
Ten toes to the ground, where my soldiers at? |
Every day I wake I pray, prayin I can find my way |
Every day get harder man, but I promise not to lose my faith |
Every day the sun gon' shine, let the Heavens beam on me |
Peoples need a helpin hand, c’mon you can lean on me |
It keep gettin harder and harder, beggin and borrowin |
Thanks to the generals, lieutenants and sargeants |
Givin us guidance, keepin us marchin, government tryin to make us targets |
Regardless, we strong like them folks down in New Orleans man |
Meaner than Katrina, and our dreams’ll never fold up man |
Better hold up man, 400 years of oppression couldn’t break us |
But it made us, leaders of the new school, so damn courageous |
Flippin them pages rockin them stages, if it wasn’t for the music and sports |
Could we afford what we afford? |
Can we pay our way out of court? |
Peace to Flesh Bone, my brother gone, better believe that he comin home |
He did the crime, yeah he doin his time, but he comin back strong |
On you bitches, damn the riches, I’d rather be blessed and gifted |
Than to be walkin around lost, with a hellbound sentence |
Can I get a witness, can I get a witness? |
It’s a set-up down here |
Deep in the ghetto, off in the ghetto, they don’t let up down here |
But I’mma keep fightin man 'til we get this shit how it 'posed to be |
I should be your president, yeah, y’all should vote for me |
We livin off in these streets, under the thumb of the beast |
If you tryin to ease the squeeze, you gotta pray |
We livin off in these streets, under the thumb of the beast |
If you tryin to ease the squeeze, you gotta pray, pray, pray |
Got a message to Bill Gates, NASA, Oprah; |
ask us |
Do we need help? |
Take off the mask |
Just show us love, hold us, grab us |
What y’all waitin on, more distasters? |
C’mon, baby we willin to work, help us create these jobs |
When we do get paid the ends don’t meet, nigga feel like he just been robbed |
We’ve got kids to feed, bills to pay, spendin it on a necklace |
Niggas is wreckless, too young and restless, just flat out selfish |
Just can’t help it, America the great bred us like that |
Niggas is starvin, stomachs is touchin, y’all ain’t fed us like that |
We be’s, so incomplete, why do they treat us this way? |
We run the streets, we totin heat, y’all can’t keep us this way |
Cause we don’t educate our damn self, penetrate your whole system |
Take control of our destiny, eliminate y’all victims |
Can I get a witness, can I get a witness? |
It’s a set-up down here |
Off in the ghetto, deep in the ghetto, they don’t let up down here |
But I’mma keep fightin man 'til I get this shit how it 'posed to be |
I should be y’all president, yeah, y’all should vote for me |
Every day |
Yeah, it don’t stop 'til the, casket drop |
C’mon, you can lean on me |