| Listen, baby
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| Let’s talk about this life and what it means to me
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| Baby, listen
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| This how it’s got to be
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| We only thought that you would come and turn these wrongs to right
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| But we see it’s really all the same
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| Who knew that you’d disgrace us
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| White power in blackface us
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| Our eyes were closed
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| But now we all could see
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| Lookin' at the parties like, damn, what’s the parties like
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| Just seems all the parties' right
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| Now I’m lookin' round wonderin'
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| What the hell has happened to us, it’s on again
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| Just misery, so many promises
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| So many of us tried to make him what he really wasn’t
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| Still suffering' so many unemployed
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| Still watchin, NSA’s got me paranoid
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| Make me wanna holler, throw my hands up
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| Got us thinking' that we wrong if we demand stuff
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| So we propped the man up, but what’d it get us?
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| More useless excuses and more fed up
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| Sounds so sweet when he makin' speeches
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| Always preachin' hope and change like he really means it
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| Manchurian Candidate
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| Ladies love to hear him talkin' cause he’s so slick
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| We sing it, but they never really understand, no they don’t, no
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| We bring it, but they never seem to take a stand, no they won’t, no
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| We mean it, better know they really ain’t your friend, and they’ve shown it
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| So believe in me, believe in, believe in
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| Dear Mr. President, wartime president
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| Slicker than his predecessor, but it’s still the same shit
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| Lost jobs, lost benefits
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| Lost public option, lost souls follow quick
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| Lost all respect for that shit he selling
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| Same conflicts, but his reason ain’t compelling
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| Same cause, same manufactured boogeymen
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| Same bombs drop when his poll numbers dip
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| Same profiteering — War’s good for business
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| Same Israel nut-jockin' - shit is endless
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| Same wall street bailouts, early christmas
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| For the same motherfuckas that should be in prison
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| Same racism, nothing changed bro
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| Wingnuts wanna point and say «I told you so»
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| We both hate his shit, but for different reasons though
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| They hate cause he black, we hate cause he wrong
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| We sing it, but they never really understand, no they don’t, no
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| We bring it, but they never seem to take a stand, no they won’t, no
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| We mean it, better know they really ain’t your friend, and they’ve shown it
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| So believe in me, believe in, believe in
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| Shiiiit, so I’ll say it all again man
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| Same shit, different day, all the same man
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| Same news cycle, same yapping' magpies
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| Same gats clapping' overseas taking lives
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| Now they say I’m hatin' cause I pulled his skirt
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| Same people that done lost they house and outta work
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| Got the nerve to think that I’m speaking' outta line
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| Can’t criticize cause he 'posed to be my kind
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| But scared negroes won’t rock the boat
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| Same Bush-era tax cuts, same drones
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| Same folks on lock, Guantanamo
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| Same campaign stops, same shitty jokes
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| Cracked while the world gets choked on
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| And most black folk broke but still hold on
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| To the illusion of choice
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| Both parties, both sides of the same bullshit coin
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| We sing it, but they never really understand, no they don’t, no
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| We bring it, but they never seem to take a stand, no they won’t, no
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| We mean it, better know they really ain’t your friend, and they’ve shown it
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| So believe in me, believe in, believe in |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Change We Can Believe In , by - Sandy GriffithSong from the album Pistol Politics, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп