Bambu - I Beg Of You - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

01.01.2012

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro] What it do family? I need everybody to um, make some noise one time [Hook] Give it up for me please (As we welcome) Put your hands in the air (One of the world's greatest) If you know what's good for you (For the people, by the people, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout) You want to shake it like you just don't care (If you don't, you need to catch up) Would you please clap your hands (So ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls) Now get up on your feet (Being the fine low frequencies) I beg of you to get up and dance (Welcome) It's such a crazy kick ass beat (Bam-bu!) [Verse One] Ahhh This the start of my departure The time bomb on the martyr From parkas, dickies and a Starter To 50 pound body armor Then trying to wipe off the karma before I have me a daughter And living in hopes of making my son proud of his papa I'm looking back at my raps Regretting only 'bout half But never regret the intent to get my people on track Self Entitled was idealistic but I was young And I ain't really start to get it until I became a Native Gun And fuck if that ain't fall apart like all the shit in my life From mom and dad's nightly fights to choosing a wrong wife And for the first time in my life A bunch of shit going right Then credit reports and overdraft charges turn down the lights Put up a light if you feel me homie Pull out an ArmaLite when they finally get me Still screaming bars and make sure my change stay sharp Pass rifles out to families, let's see who starves Yeah [Hook] Give it up for me please ([?] is my main man) Put your hands in the air (I want you to reach up like you trying to touch God, you know what I'm talkin' bout?) If you know what's good for you You want to shake it like you just don't care (We got that good good) Would you please clap your hands (Clap it up one time) Now get up on your feet (Stand up...tippy toe) I beg of you to get up and dance It's such a crazy kick ass beat (Yeah) [Verse Two] Very rarely do the poor get opportunities like this To speak in front of thousands of kids and they listen and shit Aye! I run into 'em at the seafood city, catch me at the Jolly B And tell me that they find a little pride in what I speak I just tell 'em I'm the same My mama still ride the bus My uncle's still smoking stuff My credit's still fucked up That's the beginning of ground work Building on that face to face And not just on that Facebook, organizing on a Twitter page Aye, I'm the same, I speak that shit when I'm on stage But if you knew me you would know that I organize in L.A Cause I do recognize that music ain't no genuine change Merely a way to raise the way you thought the game got played To get you thinking 'bout shit critically Stop listening and build Don't just grab a picket sign when that next boy killed It goes beyond the conscious rap song and I'm out in the field Rapping cool But words never break bones, you feel? Uh ha [Hook] Give it up for me please (Make some noise y'all) Put your hands in the air (Nobody move, nobody get hurt ya heard?) If you know what's good for you You want to shake it like you just don't care (Bounce, bounce) Would you please clap your hands (Clap it, huh) Now get up on your feet (E'rybody) I beg of you to get up and dance It's such a crazy kick ass beat (Uh, uh) [Verse Three] Very rarely do the poor get opportu- Oh I said that But shit, that shit is real and only my people will get that So why the fuck in all of Marx's beard would I waste this Opportunity to speak against what keep us this way? Money, money over people, I could never be them Celebrated rapper celebrating killing our kin Never been, never been I a sucker to a green paper Cause I'll get it for my fam I'm a motherfuckin' Raider Not a motherfuckin' traitor I am still not a player But I get fucked on the daily by the president and mayor By the taxes that I pay up Now whenever I get sick I find it cheaper just to update my will then pay a bill I got friends with three degrees and they as bad off as me Because of student loans, they got worser credit than me Yeah While the U.S. dollar be steady devaluing I don't know what that says to y'all but that's slavery to me Goodnight!
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