Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hitler Day, artist - Public Enemy. Date of issue: 22.08.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hitler Day |
| 500 years ago one man claimed |
| To have discovered a new world |
| Five centuries later we the people |
| Are forced to celebrate a black holocaust |
| How can you call a takeover |
| A discovery |
| Mass murderer |
| This side of the planet |
| Most people take it for granted |
| 502 and still doin |
| Give a reason I’m hatin |
| October celebratin |
| The dead |
| Of the black the brown and red |
| Sick an tired |
| Of bein sick n tired |
| Dont jump to conclusions |
| Before I clear the confusion |
| Ashes to ashes, dust to dust |
| I’m talkin bout Columbus |
| Hit me one |
| I dont hate nobody |
| I hate that day |
| Its as crazy as Hitler day |
| Hangin heads and snappin necks |
| Splittin up kin |
| Makin familys wrecked |
| Turned this planet to a sewer |
| Provin to all just a lil grab |
| Will do ya Or do us So my disgust |
| Got credit from the ones that |
| Read it Aint blind to the fact |
| Of a whack headline |
| And if you didn’t I pay |
| No mind |
| That’s how I feel |
| That’s how I feel |
| This iz madd real |
| But these days |
| Is crazy as Hitler day |
| I don’t hate nobody |
| It’s impossible to discover a land |
| When people are already living there |
| Some thanks for the givin |
| When times are hard |
| &some got the nerve to pray to God |
| Aint about turkey |
| &cider that gets me sick |
| It’s that take from the indian trick |
| Lookin pretty grim |
| When they takin da pill |
| From the sucker seekin somethin to kill |
| Now he got a day to celebrate |
| Aint that a trip |
| Cause the indians aint got shit |
| May 31st when it comin it hurts |
| Remember the dead and it makes me curse |
| When they dont include 100 million |
| Of us black folks |
| That died in the bottom of boats |
| I can carry on bout the killin till |
| Dusk &dawn |
| And war ain’t the reason they gone |
| Fourth of July a fuckin lie |
| When did we ever |
| Get a piece of the pie |
| Gotta whole day comin |
| Without no pay |
| Cause a fuckin job |
| Cant gimme no play |
| Even had enuff I huff &puff |
| At brothers sellin the stuff |
| Takin in washingtons |
| Lincolns |
| Not they birthdays |
| Payback for em makin us slaves |