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Артист: ParisНазвание : Back in the DaysДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop political rap rap political hip hop Видео:
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Me and Mad Mike puttin` records in the mix Doin` party after party, high schools and jam Back before the glock was king and brothas spoke like men Makin` demo after demo tryin` to come up quick It`s funny how niggas treat you when you ain`t got shit But now I kept on cause pops told me Never to let anybody in the way where I try to get It was me and D.R. freakin` with the funk Jerry in the jail, I had a system in the trunk And it was on, Friday night the party`s jumpin` Summertime hits had the speakers straight bumpin` And believe me even though we had no loot Everybody knew that we was finst` to come up soon I still remember them days They was crazy but now they gone It aint nothin` like it used to be before Back in the days... 1990 fresh out of college Public and the media settin` niggas up with knowledge And I love it cause without them there would be no me Took a trip down to Oakland Heard the minister speak, felt deep And shortly I was in On while forever down for my people `til the day that I die That`s when "Devil Made Me Do It," it was made I still remember the days, still remember the rage And I was into everyday building, trying to be much more Took a trip down to Cuba, met Assata Shakur Had dinner with Fidel, talked about old times And now America`s steady tryin` to destroy minds And when I got back it seemed much clearer to me And when my cousin went to war he was only 19 I still remember them days They was crazy but now they gone It aint nothin` like it used to be before Back in the days... 1992 when I`m sour inside Cause a couple homies passed away before their time And even though I`m movin` unity Schoolin` better than most and it aint the same Cause I still feel pain and I`m tryin` to coup And everyday`s gettin` clearer to me Cause if it aint guns and drugs, it`s the pigs and HIV And now I`m lookin` for a way to try to fight it back But you see it`s votin` time and now you wanna ban rap Thought I was fucked playin` by your rules "Sleeping With the Enemy" was album number two Let`s take a look around And see which one of you all Gotta balls to put me out Here`s a middle finger off for all you Tripped for a minute but before too long A young brotha said: "Fuck it!" and a label was born I still remember them days They was crazy but now they gone It aint nothin` like it used to be but yo Now it`s 94 and I`m servin` album number three How many fake wanna-be Gees do I see? Now we`re back to days of the nigga and the bitch No deposit, no return, it`s a trip, I check my grip And realize that it`s all in your mind Mothafuck you and that fake gangsta shit I stays righterous and serv`em with the dope Should a truth get a clue? Monkey see, monkey do Back in the days... | Похожие исполнители:
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