| Although it seems heaven sent,
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| we ain’t ready to have a black President
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| Although it seems heaven sent,
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| we ain’t ready to have a black President
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| Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World)
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| (They Said!)
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| They forgot us on the block
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| Got us in the box
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| Solitary confinement
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| How violent are these cops?
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| They need an early retirement
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| How many rallies will I watch?
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| I ain’t got it in me to march
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| I got a semi to spark
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| The game’s in a drought
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| Public housing, projects
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| Cooking up in the Pyrex
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| My set, my click
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| Either getting money
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| Or running from homicide trial
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| That’s if they ain’t died yet
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| Trying to be rich
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| Still I’m pledging allegiance
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| A predicate felon, a ghetto leader
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| Lending my poetical genius
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| To whoever may need it
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| I bleed this from Queensbridge
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| Now living with my feet up
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| Never defeated
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| So a president’s needed
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| Y’know these colored folks and Negroes
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| Hate to see one of their own succeeding
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| America, surprise us
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| And let a black man guide us
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| Although it seems heaven sent,
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| we ain’t ready to have a black President
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| Although it seems heaven sent,
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| we ain’t ready to have a black President
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| Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World)
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| (They Said!)
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| What’s the black pres. |
| thinkin' on election night?
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| Is it how can I protect my life, protect my wife, protect my rights?
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| Every other president was nothin' less than white
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| Except Thomas Jefferson and mixed Indian blood
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| and Calvin Coolidge
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| KKK is like 'what the fuck', loadin' they guns up
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| loadin' mine too, Ready to ride
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| Cause I’m ridin' with my crew
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| He dies — we die too
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| But on a positive side,
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| I think Obama provides Hope — and challenges minds
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| Of all races and colors to erase the hate
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| And try and love one another, so many political snakes
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| We in need of a break
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| Im thinkin' I can trust this brotha
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| But will he keep it way real?
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| Every innocent n! |
| gga in jail — gets out on appeal
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| When he wins — will he really care still?
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| I feel. |
| ..
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| And though it seems heaven sent,
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| we ain’t ready to see a black President
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| And though it seems heaven sent,
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| we ain’t ready to see a black President
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| Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World)
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| (They Said!)
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| Say a prayer for «do we have to?»
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| You ain’t right, Jeremiah Wrong pastor
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| In love with a slave master
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| Sincerely yours:
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| USA most brave rapper
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| Jesse car-jacker
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| Uncle Tom-kidnapper
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| Ask around
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| Bentley Coupe off the Richter
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| B! |
| tch-called-life, I pimped her
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| What?
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| Politics, politricks
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| Klan-shooter
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| Deacon for defense
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| Progress-producer
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| Nothing on the stove
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| A survival-booster
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| Gotta do what we gotta do
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| We ain’t got no governors coming through to help
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| anything we need done, we gotta do for self
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| New-improved JFK on the way
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| It ain’t the 60's again
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| N! |
| ggas ain’t hippies again
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| We ain’t falling for the same traps
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| Standing on the balconies
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| Where they shot the King at
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| McCain got apologies
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| Ain’t nobody hearing that
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| People need honesty
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| And though it seems heaven sent,
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| we ain’t ready to see a black President
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| And though it seems heaven sent,
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| we ain’t ready to see a black President
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| Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World)
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| (They Said!)
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| It is my distinct honor and privilege to introduce the next President of the
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| United States: Barack Obama.
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| (Applause) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black President , by - Nas. Song from the album Nas, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп