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Артист: Menace ClanНазвание : Runaway SlaveДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap rap hip-hop los angeles california gangsta rap rap hip-hop los angeles california Видео:
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And it`s plenty gold in my country, he said A 1000 men make a company, he said But I gotta put into your butt lead, I say When it`s dark fuck the dumb, I`m on the run Go to the shack for somebody black that wanna come Original man in a swamp land habitat Old man said, "Don`t go," but fuck that I gotta be free, they can`t catch me Cause I`m too quick for `em, see? Check the north star, goin` real far north A straight line is designed for the shortest course So a crooked devil wants me back now He let his dogs go to chase this black down But I ain`t down with being caught, so I fought back They gotta drag them a bleeding dead nigga back But not like that, fool, I ain`t going out Before I do I bet I take one of these crackers out (Freedom, freedom!) Fuck yeah, I killed him (Freedom, freedom!) Now should I bury him? (Fuck nah!) Fuck nah, he didn`t do the same for my grandpa Grandpa died with his finger like fuck y`all Ran through the woods ( ? ) and I step in Made a haystack for a black man that`s sleeping Next day well on my way up north (Surround the nigga) trip cut short Standing in the middle, know I`m black till the end Waiting, in a second now the shots will begin 25 shotguns pointed at me, fuck y`all devils, now I`m free Motherfucker, you`ll never catch me Runaway slave, I`m out of here ( ? ), I`m outtie I`m a motherfucking slave, I`m tired, I`m thirsty and I`m hungry Picking cotton to build a white man`s country My mother`s working hard and she`s dying of starvation Never seen my brother, he`s on another plantation My father fought back, he wasn`t going for this Now he`s hanging from a tree in the forest (damn) My little sister gets raped and beaten Nothing but dirty water and pork for eating I can`t take this shit no longer As I work harder I get stronger and stronger Looking at my chains and my chains are rusty red ( ?Look at? ) the bull grip, he don`t trust me But I`ma chill and wait till 12 o`clock Pick up a rock, hit the chain and it broke in half (I`m out of here) Now feel the wrath of a runaway slave But I`m gonna stay brave When I`m getting free I`m putting pale face in the grave Thinking about my people and how I`m gonna free them Pass my father body still hanging from a tree limb Running and running and on the trail there`s some dobermans The smell of a sweaty black nigga, yeah, they know the scent Picking up ground and I started to run faster Double barrel pump fired by the slave master I hid in some bushes so I can catch my breath Trying to gather up the strength that I had left If I could rest for a second I`d be gone Oh shit, there goes the dobermans, the chase is back on Them wanna catch me, them wanna take my freedom Them can`t catch me, them can`t have my freedom Them took it once I want it back, gimme my freedom I kept on running, I thought I had `em beaten Until I ran into the middle of a Ku Klux Klan meeting They all stopped, as they stood there staring at me I must have seen a 100 guns they had pointed at me White robes, white hoods, blue eyes 6 dobermans chewing on my thighs I took a deep breath cause I knew what time it was Just before they pulled their triggers I yelled, "Fuck y`all crackers!" | Похожие исполнители:
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