| This is, like, you gotta put this in story form
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| You know what I’m saying
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| You gotta say this, like it’s a story
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| You know what I’m saying, like
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| We’re telling the kids the story
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| I never change
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| It’s just part of the game
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| Cause everything stays the same, (What you saying?)
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| Everything stays the same,(What you saying?)
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| Triple team
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| Not so secret money machine
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| I.R.S, all in their chest
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| And that’s gangster
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| Got my brothers banging with anger
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| Looking like family
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| Acting like strangers pointing fingers
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| At that ring of fire
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| Them government gangsters
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| Your presidents lying
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| Time tested, intrude with a wire
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| Government shots a nigga with an F’ed up trial
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| And that’s gangster
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| Thieving, Robbing, Hustling, Pimpin'
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| Killin', Dealin', Bustin'
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| Cause you ain’t rushing
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| So what’s up with that
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| Who, Why you fussin' (Worldwide)
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| I never change
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| It’s just part of the game
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| Cause everything stays the same, (That's gangster)
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| Everything stays the same,(That's gangster)
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| Cool Hand Luke
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| Bashed and browned stone
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| Got to stop the monkey
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| I uncle’d Dale Jones, (haha)
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| Haters mad in their case standing
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| Public enemy, I’m a Black Planet
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| Hit the drove while I read the scripture, (sold 25)
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| Don’t say I sound dope
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| Fans taking pictures
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| No I don’t got the work on me, (uh uh)
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| Doing what they can to throw dirt on me, (That's gangster)
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| Snake eyes on the dice
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| Married to the streets
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| Now they throwing rice
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| Got that hustler spirit, DNA spliced
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| Died here once, No way I’m dying twice
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| Don’t be a
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| Caused them crime free
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| Dying is easy
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| You ain’t got to be ready
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| Life is hard
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| Robbing for a living
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| They stealing days
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| Like they stole thanks giving
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| Now that’s gangster
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| So these lyrics be simple
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| For my brothers and sisters
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| And anyone listening
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| New generations are getting ready for prison
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| For bitin' at the hand thats hit em
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| Ready to die?
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| That sounds like quitin'
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| And if you don’t know why
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| Hear what Im spitin'
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| Thieving, Robbing, Shootin, Hustling, Pimpin'
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| Killin', Dealin', Bustin', (rock on) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Amerikan Gangster , by - Public Enemy. Song from the album How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul?, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп