a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de the same - e-a-ski

[intro]
yeah, sh-t’s goin’ down in oakland, california, b-tch
it ain’t cool at all, yeah

[verse 1]
sh-t’s always the same, i’m rollin’ in the hood by the dope spot
every corner i see somebody sellin’ rocks
another n-gga handing crack to us blacks
yeah, they gettin’ they money on by settin’ us back
full-time dope dealer, the dope fiend’s hero
everywhere he go, his boys go
and you know it’s gonna be some sh-t
’cause his ego’s so big that you know he’s gonna start it
can’t go into a club and act right
without ready to start a motherf-ckin’ fight
i guess money makes a n-gga
or maybe ’cause he always has his hand on a steel trigger
there goes his f-ckin’ tag-along
tryna be hard, but gettin’ played like a deck of cards
callin’ women b-tches everywhere they go
a street n-gga’s mentality brings reality
to the ones that was sheltered and pampered
and to the nerds that was always campers
life’s a b-tch and it’s never gonna switch, mayne
yeah, sh-t will always be the same
[chorus]
“nothing’s changed”
“the same, the same”
“nothing’s changed”
“ain’t a d-mn thing changed”

[verse 2]
you know that n-gga’s the sh-t
’cause he’s downin’ the 40 down his f-ckin’ throat
and his eyes are turnin’ red from the dank smoke
a vision of my inner-city stereotype
we want respect, but our brothers ain’t livin’ right
don’t want a job ’cause your brother grind 9-to-5
but how long can that black n-gga survive?
you ask me, he’s a livin’ dead man
walkin’ through the streets with a gat in his pants
duckin’ and dodgin’ every time he sees a cop car
you think you’re hidin’, but the cops know who you are
you can’t grind your way out the ghetto
’cause every time you try, your greedy ass want a little bit more
how the f-ck ya livin’?
day by day, ready to die by the ak
this ain’t a dream, but a nightmare comin’ true
young youths are dyin’ before they reach 22
this is a quote by the kkk
keep k!llin’ your race puts a smile on our face
you better believe those hooded b-tches are laughin’, mayne
ain’t this a b-tch? ’cause sh-t is still the same
[chorus]
“nothing’s changed”
“the same, the same”
“nothing’s changed”
“ain’t a d-mn thing changed”

[verse 3]
livin’ just to sleep with my gun ’cause i refuse to run
from my hood just because the n-ggas are no good
it’s an everyday struggle where i’m livin’ at
older people always ask me why i pack a gat
’cause society has changed from the old days
like metlife, you know my .45 pays
so run up, can be fatal to a n-gga’s health
beware of owner or else find yourself dead
’cause i keep to myself and mind my own biz
but i know what goes on around my home
’cause it’s put in my face every f-ckin’ day
i wish n-ggas learn to live another f-ckin’ way
but it won’t happen soon in this lifespan
let’s get ready for the end of a black man
laugh, b-tch, but it’s true and they can prove it
black-on-black crime, hiv is doin’ it
give you an inch and take a mile, ho
’cause that’s the only way you choose to make it through the door
you only got a short time to play your f-ckin’ games
then i’m a get, n-gga, then it won’t be the same
[chorus]
“nothing’s changed”
“the same, the same”
“nothing’s changed”
“ain’t a d-mn thing changed”
“nothing’s changed”
“the same, the same”
“nothing’s changed”
“ain’t a d-mn thing changed”
“nothing’s changed”
“the same, the same”
“nothing’s changed”
“ain’t a d-mn thing changed”

- e a ski

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS