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letra de fugitive - poison clan

[intro: luke]
what you’re about to hear is basically on the minds of all young black men.
the only way they figure they can get out of this run-down society, the
only way to live, … they consider theyself as fugitives.

[verse 1: jt money]
so what? i got a dark complexion and gold teeth
is that a reason to call the police?
on a n-gg- that’s known to be a black sheep
they wanna throw my -ss in the back seat
but a n-gg- can’t stand it
the whole system’s underhanded; i’m looked at as a bandit
so i go start a riot, but they gon’ have to
bust a cap in my -ss to keep me quiet
’cause i can’t be held down
i’ma fight for my sh-t so that makes me jail-bound
here come the boys in blue to har-ss me
but all them punk mah’f-ckers can kiss my -ss, see
a n-gg- ain’t scared to do time
i did it before; it’s all in the mind
but i ain’t tryin’ to go back
and i’ma give all these motherf-ckers h-ll, black
’cause that’s what they gave me
and ain’t one b-tch out there who can save me
but before they take me,
they gotta catch me. what the f-ck that make me?

a fugitive. [x2]

[verse 2: jt money]
here’s the truth about my youth and my childhood
a buck wild and reckless, point blank and wild hood
always up to no good, i had big dreams
started movin’ them thangs at age 16
now i’m a young n-gg- sittin on g’s
only dealin’ with o-z’s and keys
every now and then i move a few quarters
to n-gg-s scowlin’ at me, i’m givin’ orders
i never bag or flaunt, ’cause i’m a cool youth
thinkin’ of a plan that’s fool-proof
of how to increase my wealth
made up my mind, it’s time to go for self
now here’s somethin’ that you never seen
a young n-gg- run his own sh-t at age 17
a year later, i’m greater than the average n-gg-
and my operation’s still gettin’ bigger
of course i had to fly a few hits
now i got a rep; i’m runnin’ from the feds
f-ck ’em! a n-gg- just can’t win
they wanna see me rot in the state pen
huh. but i can’t see it, black!
and i’ma haul -ss like i’m runnin’ track
’cause i know they gon’ fry me
so i move out of town, change my whole id
better yet, change my look before they seize me
or a fool’l recognize me on tv
but before they can take me,
they gotta catch me. what the f-ck that make me?

a fugitive. [x3]

- poison clan

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