歌曲 | Fed Up Wit The Bullshit |
歌手 | Big L |
专辑 | Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Coleman, Hall | |
( VERSE 1 ) | |
Yo, on the scene is the brother that's big, I'm not a little kid | |
I'm a nig who don't dig a mutha****in pig | |
Cause to me they ain't nothin but harassers | |
That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses | |
Then one day they slow rolled through the hood | |
With the .38s cocked, 2 deep, up to no good | |
They say that my skin was black so they attacked | |
Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my ****in cap | |
One murdered my man like it was okay | |
For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay | |
But if a man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life | |
And never again see the street lights, and that's trife | |
Around my way they shot many teens | |
And them cops better stop, or I'ma stop em, by any means | |
The Big L won't hesitate to cold diss em | |
And if you ask me, mutha**** the whole system | |
There are too many young black brothers doin life bids | |
Cause justice means 'just us white kids' | |
So take heed to the rhymes I kick | |
I'm about to flip, cause I'm fed up with that bullshit | |
I'm fed up with that bullshit (bullshit) | |
I'm fed up with that bullshit (bullshit) | |
I'm fed up with that bullshit (bullshit) | |
I'm fed up (Aw, shit) | |
( VERSE 2 ) | |
Whether it's the hot, warm, cool or cold season | |
Pigs be ****in with a nigga for no reason | |
You're just gettin home from work | |
And gotta get searched and treated like dirt by a ****in jerk | |
Niggas in the streets got tough luck | |
First they get cuffed up | |
Then get roughed up, and that's ****ed up | |
This every day, not every other week | |
Listen when this brother speak | |
Mutha**** turnin the other cheek | |
Or you'll be layin in a pine box | |
Bad enough they got .38s, now them clowns gettin nine glocks | |
I'm not only fed up with the cops | |
I'm only fed up with them punk-ass cab drivers who don't stop | |
They don't care if it's snowin | |
First they slow down, then they see your skin is brown, then they keep goin | |
Cause I wasn't white, the cab took flight | |
But I caught him at the light | |
And put a bullet right through his windpipe | |
I keep a tool with a full clip, the trigger I pull quick | |
Cause I'm fed up with that bullshit |
zuo qu : Coleman, Hall | |
VERSE 1 | |
Yo, on the scene is the brother that' s big, I' m not a little kid | |
I' m a nig who don' t dig a mutha in pig | |
Cause to me they ain' t nothin but harassers | |
That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses | |
Then one day they slow rolled through the hood | |
With the . 38s cocked, 2 deep, up to no good | |
They say that my skin was black so they attacked | |
Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my in cap | |
One murdered my man like it was okay | |
For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay | |
But if a man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life | |
And never again see the street lights, and that' s trife | |
Around my way they shot many teens | |
And them cops better stop, or I' ma stop em, by any means | |
The Big L won' t hesitate to cold diss em | |
And if you ask me, mutha the whole system | |
There are too many young black brothers doin life bids | |
Cause justice means ' just us white kids' | |
So take heed to the rhymes I kick | |
I' m about to flip, cause I' m fed up with that bullshit | |
I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
I' m fed up Aw, shit | |
VERSE 2 | |
Whether it' s the hot, warm, cool or cold season | |
Pigs be in with a nigga for no reason | |
You' re just gettin home from work | |
And gotta get searched and treated like dirt by a in jerk | |
Niggas in the streets got tough luck | |
First they get cuffed up | |
Then get roughed up, and that' s ed up | |
This every day, not every other week | |
Listen when this brother speak | |
Mutha turnin the other cheek | |
Or you' ll be layin in a pine box | |
Bad enough they got . 38s, now them clowns gettin nine glocks | |
I' m not only fed up with the cops | |
I' m only fed up with them punkass cab drivers who don' t stop | |
They don' t care if it' s snowin | |
First they slow down, then they see your skin is brown, then they keep goin | |
Cause I wasn' t white, the cab took flight | |
But I caught him at the light | |
And put a bullet right through his windpipe | |
I keep a tool with a full clip, the trigger I pull quick | |
Cause I' m fed up with that bullshit |
zuò qǔ : Coleman, Hall | |
VERSE 1 | |
Yo, on the scene is the brother that' s big, I' m not a little kid | |
I' m a nig who don' t dig a mutha in pig | |
Cause to me they ain' t nothin but harassers | |
That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses | |
Then one day they slow rolled through the hood | |
With the . 38s cocked, 2 deep, up to no good | |
They say that my skin was black so they attacked | |
Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my in cap | |
One murdered my man like it was okay | |
For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay | |
But if a man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life | |
And never again see the street lights, and that' s trife | |
Around my way they shot many teens | |
And them cops better stop, or I' ma stop em, by any means | |
The Big L won' t hesitate to cold diss em | |
And if you ask me, mutha the whole system | |
There are too many young black brothers doin life bids | |
Cause justice means ' just us white kids' | |
So take heed to the rhymes I kick | |
I' m about to flip, cause I' m fed up with that bullshit | |
I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
I' m fed up Aw, shit | |
VERSE 2 | |
Whether it' s the hot, warm, cool or cold season | |
Pigs be in with a nigga for no reason | |
You' re just gettin home from work | |
And gotta get searched and treated like dirt by a in jerk | |
Niggas in the streets got tough luck | |
First they get cuffed up | |
Then get roughed up, and that' s ed up | |
This every day, not every other week | |
Listen when this brother speak | |
Mutha turnin the other cheek | |
Or you' ll be layin in a pine box | |
Bad enough they got . 38s, now them clowns gettin nine glocks | |
I' m not only fed up with the cops | |
I' m only fed up with them punkass cab drivers who don' t stop | |
They don' t care if it' s snowin | |
First they slow down, then they see your skin is brown, then they keep goin | |
Cause I wasn' t white, the cab took flight | |
But I caught him at the light | |
And put a bullet right through his windpipe | |
I keep a tool with a full clip, the trigger I pull quick | |
Cause I' m fed up with that bullshit |