Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Ain't Free, artist - MC Ren. Date of issue: 06.03.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Still Ain't Free |
| Who that nigga you can call to spit some shit? |
| And ain’t scared of the government, you niggas loving it |
| We spread out, in different positions |
| Trying to break these motherfuckers outta prison |
| Listen, Mayday on the front line |
| Nigga we G’s up in the game, we bust until we flatline |
| Then they want my black ass to rock the vote |
| They want as many niggas they can to fill the boat |
| But these house niggas, go fight in Iraq |
| Crying to they mamma, now, they wanna come back |
| Shouldn’t took your black ass in the service |
| And fuck if I make you nervous |
| I’m a Speaking Black Revolutionary, that’s my title |
| While these stupid niggas wanna be American Idols |
| Still ride for the streets, since day one |
| We rough with ours, homie straight outta Compton |
| Niggas still ain’t free |
| In the streets or in the penitentiaries |
| Niggas dyin' all over the world |
| America killin' all over the world |
| Niggas in the street gotta kill to eat |
| Can’t trust the bitch, keep your heat |
| Shit is fucked up all over the world |
| No matter where you go, it’s all over the world |
| It’s all over the world |
| Who the niggas sayin' fuck the police on every song? |
| Free speech your bitch is raised my pitch |
| Get these niggas excited, then indicted |
| Get that swisher outta my pocket, roll it and light it |
| My mothafuckin' phone’s tapped |
| F.B.I. |
| ain’t stopped fuckin' with me since Eazy |
| Y’all know, when your black ass speak out |
| They’re followin' the nigga, route for route |
| Want 'Ren to come bow down, be thier puppet |
| But not in Compton, we just yell fuck it |
| See, y’all want that American Dream |
| But you gotta sleep to dream, rub your ass clean |
| We’re real niggas won’t settle for shit |
| Keep bustin' and cussin' at the government |
| Nigga this the Villain, y’all know about me |
| We bust back, you niggas can’t fuck with that |
| World wide vendetta, this reparations above cheddar |
| We got to fuck and get it together |
| So each one teach one for the struggle |
| Being black in America is some shit to juggle |
| They won’t give mothafuckers a job |
| They wanna throw you in the Pen' when you forced to rob |
| But the Villain is back, with the black Panther of rap |
| Paris my nigga, you other fools never got bigger |
| I make this whole system quiver |
| With the street shit, I’ma deliver, from my villa |
| Here I go again scarin' people to death |
| America hold your breath, we the last left |
| They still got my black ass on the bottom |
| You mothafuckers in the jury, that’s why I shot them |
| I shot down one, to get away from two |
| Now tell me what the fuck I’ma suppose to do? |
| Yeah, MC mothafuckin' Ren |
| With my nigga Paris, Guerrilla Funk, out |