Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bg, artist - Shyne. Album song Gangland, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
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Young boy don’t blow my cool |
Keep your feet up out my shoe |
I know my story’s compellin' and, yes, I’m a legend |
But this ain’t no marketin' plan |
You don’t want Sharpton and Hampton testin' what you reppin' |
Causin' a jam so they don’t play you on the FM |
Started a plan so they could censor all your sentence |
What happened to my freedom of speech? |
Sell 'cain from Robert Blake to catch a bad but |
You ashamed from OJ and Johnny |
Who more misogynistic from Pam Anderson to Tommy |
Penthouse, Playboy, and nothin' published by me |
Hm, I guess it’s different rules |
Some for Michael Jackson and some for The Who |
Yeah dude, I mean Pete Townsend |
Downloadin' kiddie porn you don’t hear nuttin' 'bout him |
King of Pop, not guilty what they found him |
But still this air of suspicion surrounds him |
Still he’s whacko, still he’s Jack-O, cause he wore afro |
He was black though |
Ronald Regan was the one that bought the 'caine in |
Politicians tryin' to censor what I’m sayin' |
Young bloods wanna follow what I’m claimin' |
Don’t follow me, I wish that I could save them |
I wish that I could show em it’s a better way |
Then growin' up in a cage |
Like a dog, help 'em God oh help 'em God, oh help 'em God |
He ain’t get arraigned yet Kobe ain’t no rapist |
The district attorney in Colorado was in APHIS |
It pains me to say this, I’m callin' it what a spade is |
We’ve come so far but some things never changes |
Sid Vicious from the Sex Pistols got charged with the murder of one of his women |
And then we got this new group «The Killers» |
Tell me what the difference between them and Murder Inc. is |
I think you should know |
Elvis married his wife when she was 14 years old |
Elliot Spitzer’s on every talk show still they won’t give a second chance to Po |
FBI don’t like my rhymes |
The way I talk about our lives |
They say I’m a threat so they send me to trial |
And blame the murder rate on Shyne |
I’m just the mirror of the ugly world |
You might see yourself up in these words |
A killer dies they turn him to ashes |
Right wing republicans is fascist |
Ronald Regan was the one that bought the 'caine in |
Politicians tryin' to censor what I’m sayin' |
Young bloods wanna follow what I’m claimin' |
Don’t follow me, I wish that I could save them |
Officer, correction officer |
Please take these handcuffs off of us |
We ain’t kill nobody there ain’t no jobs for us |
Tell me what the ___ do you want from us |
I musta been away too long I ain’t jackin' these new kids |
When cops stop stopped makin' gangsta music? |
The cops I know help old ladies and school kids |
Crooked cops get the bodies found in the sewage |
This exactly what I live for |
This is for the ghetto this is not for Billboard |
This for the dope boys stuck in the task force |
Screw the media and their rap wars |
News coverage say we all thuggish but we all talk about how we all punished |
The subhuman things which we all subject |
You wouldn’t know if you listen to these so called pundits |
Before I go did I mention Phil Spectre? |
He bodied his dog but his song’s not censored |
Still they wanna give C. Murder the death sentence |
And even blame hip-hop for the death of John Lennon |
Young boy you’re blowin' my cool |
Keep your feet up out my shoe |