Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Day Of Unity, artist - South Park Mexican. Album song When Devils Strike, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.10.2006
Record label: Dopehouse
Song language: English
The Day Of Unity |
Carley… I want you to stay strong mamacita… Listen to your mom ok… |
Dont worry daddy’s |
gonna be home soon |
Thinking bout my baby girl, Thinking bout my baby girl |
Thinking bout my baby girl |
Growing up by herself in this shady world |
She got a good mom and I hope that |
Everything will be fine 'til I’m home black |
Up in this prison cant do much |
With my homies and is my turn to cook lunch |
Listen my children I cant believe |
what this muthafuckas doing to my family |
But I stay strong and I keep my faith |
even though I’m thuggin 'til I see my grave |
Momma dont worry about your youngest son |
You should know that I never was the lucky one |
sadness was all that I was delt right? |
Happiness never knew what it felt like |
But I know I cant be held back |
Like they did me in the 6th grade memba that? |
Today they love what they see our people killin one another |
8 Bar hooks… But I’m just gonna do 4 know what I’m saying cuz I gotta to do |
this) |
They fear the day of unity the day our people come together |
I know the primege should never have a favorite child |
But my Carley just so crazy and wild |
My only daughter she’s daddy’s girl |
And for her I’ll buy the whole Astro world |
But she dont want money she just wants me there |
To watch her play piano or brush her hair |
And I know theres a million kids |
That feel the same pain that my children’s in |
45 Years cuz they hate a G |
To brake loose from this modern day slavery |
They wanna sent the cage making minumum wage |
Thats how this muthafuckin system was made |
I lift weights I play handball |
I write carley I write my grandma |
I’m writting a movie and I’m sending a copy |
To Edward James Olmos this hoes cant stop me |
You got Tango and you got Famas |
You got vatos that cry for they mommas |
You got soldados that handle they bizz |
You got people that cant recognize they kids |
You got homiez coming in on the straight 5 |
Put some work in now he gotta face life |
Thats 40 years before he on parole |
Is all in the sopa he aint coming home |
This is the belly of the beast the semen jungle |
The drunk driver that kill my homiez niece and uncle |
Just walks right by me should I straight floor em |
Naw homie instead im gonna pray for em |
In 7 weeks when this album hits the streets |
They’ll be pist at me cuz I made history |
I speak from the place they stuck my race |
But revenge is the sweetest muthafucking taste |