歌曲 | Makes You Blind |
歌手 | Public Enemy |
专辑 | New Whirl Odor |
作词 : Drayton, Dubose, Ridenhour | |
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 | |
Rap like hell make it should like heaven7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 zero | |
Black supermen is back as your hero | |
Here ye, here yo, | |
America the beautiful | |
Beautiful, the plentiful, now lookin' sorta pitiful | |
A third of the world at war, wait a minute | |
Gotta take care of the rock if y'all wanna live in it | |
Medicine and medicare 'cause they don't care | |
Your favorite millionaire is high up in the air | |
See 'em every where but they ain't there | |
So rally and protest against the world in fear | |
People, people can we take it to the square | |
You don't matter and they don't mind | |
These be the things that makes ya blind | |
Uh, pimp or preach, same thing | |
Nothin' worse than a new black church | |
Lyin' on the truth 'cause it hurts | |
Black man came first | |
In the sweet name of | |
JesusCost me a dollar at the flow of creflo | |
Like how the hell he supposed to know | |
I see they ass | |
Runnin' to the radio | |
And the TV issues and views | |
Shaped by one sided news | |
Got us like planet of the apes | |
Under CDs and tapes | |
Preachy young cats askin' ol heads | |
Teach me over beats that reach me | |
Radiation of a radio | |
TV movie nation | |
On your goddamn mind makes ya blind | |
You don't matter and they don't mind | |
These be the things that makes ya blind | |
Now y'all keep on bouncin' to what | |
I saidThese are the facts that gonna blow your head | |
Y'all know what | |
I said when | |
I say no to thugs | |
Thug life runs at the top and y'all thought it was pac | |
These government gangsters maki'n robots | |
Who forgot hypnotic in a 2000 by 3000 mile box35 year old's lost in a | |
X boxPlayStation and videos | |
So that's how it goes | |
World begins and ends at the tip of your nose | |
It ain't Eminem, it's | |
M & M & MMc | |
Donald MTV and | |
Microsoft, can't you see | |
They got the young strung at a cost | |
Yes that treacherous 3 go off, go off | |
You don't matter and they don't mind | |
And these be the things that makes ya blind | |
So I pray to | |
God, life and health | |
Feel like | |
I got a church in myself | |
So I jump back and kiss myself | |
Cutbacks lookout, can't get no help | |
Hands in the air, | |
Bush and Blair don't care | |
While the unaware, they just stare | |
This nation said screw the organization | |
Of the united nations, cross | |
TV stations | |
And they sent to the masses | |
They consider them asses | |
Take a look at the world | |
Another son of a bush disaster do the math' | |
Cause the loudest they comin' after | |
These same cats who wiped out half of | |
AfricaAnd you don't know the half | |
Have nots robbed by the haves | |
Signin' new money like signin' autographs | |
McDonald billions sold, | |
America billions told | |
Houston we have a problem isn't this a bitch | |
When I wanna hear blues, | |
I turn on the news | |
See the rich get richer and the poor keep bitchin' | |
Buckle down, knuckle up when times is rough | |
You don't matter and they don't mind | |
These be the things that makes ya blind |
zuò cí : Drayton, Dubose, Ridenhour | |
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 | |
Rap like hell make it should like heaven7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 zero | |
Black supermen is back as your hero | |
Here ye, here yo, | |
America the beautiful | |
Beautiful, the plentiful, now lookin' sorta pitiful | |
A third of the world at war, wait a minute | |
Gotta take care of the rock if y' all wanna live in it | |
Medicine and medicare ' cause they don' t care | |
Your favorite millionaire is high up in the air | |
See ' em every where but they ain' t there | |
So rally and protest against the world in fear | |
People, people can we take it to the square | |
You don' t matter and they don' t mind | |
These be the things that makes ya blind | |
Uh, pimp or preach, same thing | |
Nothin' worse than a new black church | |
Lyin' on the truth ' cause it hurts | |
Black man came first | |
In the sweet name of | |
JesusCost me a dollar at the flow of creflo | |
Like how the hell he supposed to know | |
I see they ass | |
Runnin' to the radio | |
And the TV issues and views | |
Shaped by one sided news | |
Got us like planet of the apes | |
Under CDs and tapes | |
Preachy young cats askin' ol heads | |
Teach me over beats that reach me | |
Radiation of a radio | |
TV movie nation | |
On your goddamn mind makes ya blind | |
You don' t matter and they don' t mind | |
These be the things that makes ya blind | |
Now y' all keep on bouncin' to what | |
I saidThese are the facts that gonna blow your head | |
Y' all know what | |
I said when | |
I say no to thugs | |
Thug life runs at the top and y' all thought it was pac | |
These government gangsters maki' n robots | |
Who forgot hypnotic in a 2000 by 3000 mile box35 year old' s lost in a | |
X boxPlayStation and videos | |
So that' s how it goes | |
World begins and ends at the tip of your nose | |
It ain' t Eminem, it' s | |
M M MMc | |
Donald MTV and | |
Microsoft, can' t you see | |
They got the young strung at a cost | |
Yes that treacherous 3 go off, go off | |
You don' t matter and they don' t mind | |
And these be the things that makes ya blind | |
So I pray to | |
God, life and health | |
Feel like | |
I got a church in myself | |
So I jump back and kiss myself | |
Cutbacks lookout, can' t get no help | |
Hands in the air, | |
Bush and Blair don' t care | |
While the unaware, they just stare | |
This nation said screw the organization | |
Of the united nations, cross | |
TV stations | |
And they sent to the masses | |
They consider them asses | |
Take a look at the world | |
Another son of a bush disaster do the math' | |
Cause the loudest they comin' after | |
These same cats who wiped out half of | |
AfricaAnd you don' t know the half | |
Have nots robbed by the haves | |
Signin' new money like signin' autographs | |
McDonald billions sold, | |
America billions told | |
Houston we have a problem isn' t this a bitch | |
When I wanna hear blues, | |
I turn on the news | |
See the rich get richer and the poor keep bitchin' | |
Buckle down, knuckle up when times is rough | |
You don' t matter and they don' t mind | |
These be the things that makes ya blind |