Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Proud, artist - Talib Kweli. Album song Quality, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rawkus Entertainment
Song language: English
The Proud |
The proud |
Stand tall or don’t stand at all, c’mon |
Uhh, yeah |
Break it down |
What we do? |
We survive, it’s more than pride |
We stay alive, ready to ride |
— repeat through intro |
One two, one two yo Aight. |
put it down yo June 21, 2001 |
Timothy McVeigh is executed |
And the country breathe a sigh of relief |
Goodness prevails over evil, it seems |
Somehow when he’s gone, we feel safer |
Little do we know |
Today the paper say Timothy McVeigh’s in hell |
So everything’s okay and all must be well |
I remember Oklahoma when they put out the blaze |
And put Islamic terrorist bombing, on the front page |
It’s like saying only gays get AIDS, propaganda |
Like saying the problem’s over when they locked that man up Wrong! |
It’s just the beginning, the first inning |
Battle for America’s soul, the devil’s winning |
The President is Bush, the Vice President’s a Dick |
So a whole lot of fuckin is what we gon’get |
They don’t wanna raise the babies so the election is fixed |
That’s why we don’t be fuckin with politics |
They bet on that, parents fought and got wet for that |
Hosed down, bit by dogs, and got blacks into house arrest for that |
It’s all good except for that — we still poor |
Money, power and respect is what we kill for, for real |
— repeat through interlude |
August 4, 2001 |
A drunken police officer mows down an entire family in Brooklyn |
The judge lets him go with no bail |
It reminds us, of just how worthless our lives are to the justice system |
I struggle, to explain the situation to my son, it’s hard |
Niggaz with knowledge is more dangerous than than niggaz with guns |
They make the guns easy to get and try to keep niggaz dumb |
Target the gangs and graffiti with the Prop 21 |
I already know the deal but what the fuck do I tell my son? |
I want him livin right, livin good, respect the rules |
He’s five years old and he still thinkin cops is cool |
How do I break the news that when he gets some size |
He’ll be percieved as a threat or see the fear in they eyes |
It’s in they job description to terminate the threat |
So 41 shots to the body is what he can expect |
The precedent is set, don’t matter if he follow the law |
I know I’ll give my son pride and make him swallow it all (damn!) |
Fuck the pigs! |
I think the pigs killed Big and 'Pac too |
If they didn’t they know who did, they got to! |
Who they serve and protect, nigga not you |
Cops shot off of ten G’s but they got glocks too |
Let you protect yourself, or better yet respect yourself |
Straight into the hospital is where you gotta check yourself |
They be gettin tips from snitches and rival crews |
Doin them favors so they workin for the drug dealers too |
Just business enforcers with hate in they holsters |
Shoot you in the back, won’t face you like a soldier |
Kurt Loder asked me what I say to a dead cop’s wife |
Cops kill my people everyday, that’s life |
— repeat through final interlude |
September 11, 2001 |
Terrorists attack the Pentagon and the World Trade Center |
Kills thousand and permanently scars America’s false sense of security |
We see the best examples of humanity in the face of the worst |
As fire fighters, police officers, rescue workers |
and volunteers of all sorts, fight to save lives |
The world will never be the same again |
My heart go out to everybody at Ground Zero |
Red, black, yellow, white and brown heroes |
It’s more complicated than black and white |
To give your own life is the greatest sacrifice |
But it’s hard for me to walk down the block |
Seeing rats and roaches, crack viles and 40 ounce posters |
People broken down from years of oppression |
Become patriots when they way of life is threatened |
It’s a hard conversation to have |
We lost kids, moms and dads, people ready to fight for the flag |
Damn, when did shit get this bad? |
America kill the innocent too, the cycle of violence is sad |
Damn! |
Welcome to the world, we here |
We’ve been at, war for years but it’s much more clear (yeah) |
We got to face what lies ahead |
Fight for our truth and freedom and, ride for the dead |
— repeat to end |