歌曲 | Run Away Slaves |
歌手 | Tru |
专辑 | Da Crime Family |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Master P | |
Look at the little porch monkeys, fuckin jiggaboo | |
[master p talking] | |
My ancestor kunta kinte said | |
We come over to this bitch, smiling on a banana boat | |
(and they fucked our bitches and raped them) | |
They never told us what the fuck we came over here for | |
(call us jiggaboos) | |
And did deals with the indians | |
(wild coyotes) | |
Ain't no fuckin body ever did no deals with no black folks | |
[chorus] x 4 | |
We run away slaves | |
(run nigga run) | |
They say we free then put guns to our head | |
[master p] | |
Now the cops try to arrest me and these bitches wanna test me | |
My ??? scream p don't let the master get the best of me | |
The game got me crazy, i'm fucked up i can't sleep | |
They put dope on boats and planes and did deals with the enemy | |
That's us, some say in god we fuckin trust | |
The slavery's fuckin over but the world is messed up | |
Black on black crime, either you poor or you blind | |
Life is a welfare line and the homies they doin time | |
Some niggas they switch for a lighter sentence or they switch | |
The ghetto is a bitch, niggas live to get rich | |
Then they slam my fuckin dreams like b-ball | |
Killin chickens and pigs, just to feed the white hogs | |
No houses, no meals, no seven acres | |
Put us in the projects put us on dope and playa hate us | |
Now lady heroin steady gettin money | |
Ms. cocoa leaf and weed, damn they gettin blunted | |
And my homies steady dyin, mothers steady cryin | |
I'm walkin the straight line keepin my people off the grind | |
Probation and parole, niggaz in four doors | |
This ain't for the radio but you run away poor folks | |
[chorus] x 4 | |
[master p talking] | |
For all the muthafuckin runaways out there | |
I mean all us niggas that been incarcerated by technology | |
By life, by the judicial system, (run nigga run) | |
By the white folks or even the black folks that think they white | |
(even the haters) | |
Martin luther king was a run away slave | |
Jesse jackson a run away slave | |
Malcom x, he was a run away slave | |
Mohammed, run away slave | |
Farrakhan, run away slave | |
Muthafuckin no limit, we run away's (me master p) | |
From the whole record industry | |
Cause we ain't bout havin 15 percent (i'm a runaway nigga) | |
We bout havin 100 (i'm about my paper) | |
We bout teachin other niggas how to get theirs | |
Cause we gon get ours (you got to) | |
Y'all get yours, stop hatin | |
Break away nigga (the media) | |
The chains is still there (y'all can't stop us) | |
And this mothafuckin black on black crime (yeah nigga) | |
It gotta stop (yeah nigga) | |
Run away slaves | |
That's just what they want us to do (but we gon go to college) | |
Nigga be all you can be if you a soldier | |
(we gon be doctors, we gon bepresident) | |
No limit army nigga (no limit motha fuckin sports) | |
(we gon be rap stars) | |
We run away slaves nigga (maurice collins) | |
Takin over, we bringin our mothafuckin athletes home | |
(leland hardy, runaway slave boy) | |
And we keepin it real, we keepin it treal | |
(sylvester scott, edward hawkins) | |
No limit, run away slaves (lawyers, politicians) | |
That's what we bout, keepin it treal, politickin nigga | |
(that's what i'm talkin bout) | |
Black publications (doin what we gotta do) | |
No more probation and parole (no more hoes) | |
Colored folks stickin together nigga | |
(i got the car door open nigga get in) |
zuo ci : Master P | |
Look at the little porch monkeys, fuckin jiggaboo | |
master p talking | |
My ancestor kunta kinte said | |
We come over to this bitch, smiling on a banana boat | |
and they fucked our bitches and raped them | |
They never told us what the fuck we came over here for | |
call us jiggaboos | |
And did deals with the indians | |
wild coyotes | |
Ain' t no fuckin body ever did no deals with no black folks | |
chorus x 4 | |
We run away slaves | |
run nigga run | |
They say we free then put guns to our head | |
master p | |
Now the cops try to arrest me and these bitches wanna test me | |
My ??? scream p don' t let the master get the best of me | |
The game got me crazy, i' m fucked up i can' t sleep | |
They put dope on boats and planes and did deals with the enemy | |
That' s us, some say in god we fuckin trust | |
The slavery' s fuckin over but the world is messed up | |
Black on black crime, either you poor or you blind | |
Life is a welfare line and the homies they doin time | |
Some niggas they switch for a lighter sentence or they switch | |
The ghetto is a bitch, niggas live to get rich | |
Then they slam my fuckin dreams like bball | |
Killin chickens and pigs, just to feed the white hogs | |
No houses, no meals, no seven acres | |
Put us in the projects put us on dope and playa hate us | |
Now lady heroin steady gettin money | |
Ms. cocoa leaf and weed, damn they gettin blunted | |
And my homies steady dyin, mothers steady cryin | |
I' m walkin the straight line keepin my people off the grind | |
Probation and parole, niggaz in four doors | |
This ain' t for the radio but you run away poor folks | |
chorus x 4 | |
master p talking | |
For all the muthafuckin runaways out there | |
I mean all us niggas that been incarcerated by technology | |
By life, by the judicial system, run nigga run | |
By the white folks or even the black folks that think they white | |
even the haters | |
Martin luther king was a run away slave | |
Jesse jackson a run away slave | |
Malcom x, he was a run away slave | |
Mohammed, run away slave | |
Farrakhan, run away slave | |
Muthafuckin no limit, we run away' s me master p | |
From the whole record industry | |
Cause we ain' t bout havin 15 percent i' m a runaway nigga | |
We bout havin 100 i' m about my paper | |
We bout teachin other niggas how to get theirs | |
Cause we gon get ours you got to | |
Y' all get yours, stop hatin | |
Break away nigga the media | |
The chains is still there y' all can' t stop us | |
And this mothafuckin black on black crime yeah nigga | |
It gotta stop yeah nigga | |
Run away slaves | |
That' s just what they want us to do but we gon go to college | |
Nigga be all you can be if you a soldier | |
we gon be doctors, we gon bepresident | |
No limit army nigga no limit motha fuckin sports | |
we gon be rap stars | |
We run away slaves nigga maurice collins | |
Takin over, we bringin our mothafuckin athletes home | |
leland hardy, runaway slave boy | |
And we keepin it real, we keepin it treal | |
sylvester scott, edward hawkins | |
No limit, run away slaves lawyers, politicians | |
That' s what we bout, keepin it treal, politickin nigga | |
that' s what i' m talkin bout | |
Black publications doin what we gotta do | |
No more probation and parole no more hoes | |
Colored folks stickin together nigga | |
i got the car door open nigga get in |
zuò cí : Master P | |
Look at the little porch monkeys, fuckin jiggaboo | |
master p talking | |
My ancestor kunta kinte said | |
We come over to this bitch, smiling on a banana boat | |
and they fucked our bitches and raped them | |
They never told us what the fuck we came over here for | |
call us jiggaboos | |
And did deals with the indians | |
wild coyotes | |
Ain' t no fuckin body ever did no deals with no black folks | |
chorus x 4 | |
We run away slaves | |
run nigga run | |
They say we free then put guns to our head | |
master p | |
Now the cops try to arrest me and these bitches wanna test me | |
My ??? scream p don' t let the master get the best of me | |
The game got me crazy, i' m fucked up i can' t sleep | |
They put dope on boats and planes and did deals with the enemy | |
That' s us, some say in god we fuckin trust | |
The slavery' s fuckin over but the world is messed up | |
Black on black crime, either you poor or you blind | |
Life is a welfare line and the homies they doin time | |
Some niggas they switch for a lighter sentence or they switch | |
The ghetto is a bitch, niggas live to get rich | |
Then they slam my fuckin dreams like bball | |
Killin chickens and pigs, just to feed the white hogs | |
No houses, no meals, no seven acres | |
Put us in the projects put us on dope and playa hate us | |
Now lady heroin steady gettin money | |
Ms. cocoa leaf and weed, damn they gettin blunted | |
And my homies steady dyin, mothers steady cryin | |
I' m walkin the straight line keepin my people off the grind | |
Probation and parole, niggaz in four doors | |
This ain' t for the radio but you run away poor folks | |
chorus x 4 | |
master p talking | |
For all the muthafuckin runaways out there | |
I mean all us niggas that been incarcerated by technology | |
By life, by the judicial system, run nigga run | |
By the white folks or even the black folks that think they white | |
even the haters | |
Martin luther king was a run away slave | |
Jesse jackson a run away slave | |
Malcom x, he was a run away slave | |
Mohammed, run away slave | |
Farrakhan, run away slave | |
Muthafuckin no limit, we run away' s me master p | |
From the whole record industry | |
Cause we ain' t bout havin 15 percent i' m a runaway nigga | |
We bout havin 100 i' m about my paper | |
We bout teachin other niggas how to get theirs | |
Cause we gon get ours you got to | |
Y' all get yours, stop hatin | |
Break away nigga the media | |
The chains is still there y' all can' t stop us | |
And this mothafuckin black on black crime yeah nigga | |
It gotta stop yeah nigga | |
Run away slaves | |
That' s just what they want us to do but we gon go to college | |
Nigga be all you can be if you a soldier | |
we gon be doctors, we gon bepresident | |
No limit army nigga no limit motha fuckin sports | |
we gon be rap stars | |
We run away slaves nigga maurice collins | |
Takin over, we bringin our mothafuckin athletes home | |
leland hardy, runaway slave boy | |
And we keepin it real, we keepin it treal | |
sylvester scott, edward hawkins | |
No limit, run away slaves lawyers, politicians | |
That' s what we bout, keepin it treal, politickin nigga | |
that' s what i' m talkin bout | |
Black publications doin what we gotta do | |
No more probation and parole no more hoes | |
Colored folks stickin together nigga | |
i got the car door open nigga get in |