Hell Razah - Runaway Sambo - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro: Hell Razah] Run, man... hurry up, hurry up They coming, they coming, man! Keep going, keep going Move, move, move, move, hurry up Move, move... don't stop, don't stop Hurry up, man... move, move, move, move They gon' kill us, hurry up... uh 18 to 28... [Hook: Hell Razah] They got a bounty on my head and a tag for your toe I'm here to sing a song, til they let my people go Real about, turn about, my chrome forty four Everytime I pull it out, it's fuck Jim Crow... [Hell Razah] It's like Moses and Pharaoh, now it's the Big Apple I'm just a runaway slave, these devils can't tackle We slippin' out of handcuffs and breaking out of shackles I'm Nat Turner in the mind of a time capsule We not no Buckwheats or Little Rascals Or Diff'rent Strokes, or whatever have you (watch your mouth) A lil' fame... a record deal don't make your freedom If man don't live by bread alone, how we gonna feed him So I choose to bring the truth about the seed of Edem But they swift with cunning words, and they still deceive 'em Your best rapper swinging 'yes, master', when they beat 'em Chris Columbus came with a fungus, recognize ya'll in strength in numbers They went from cowboys to bounty hounters, the FBI's hopping out of Hummers Taking your kids and your grandmothers Your niece and nephews, and your baby brothers Abraham Lincoln's and nigga lovers... [Interlude: Hell Razah] No matter how you see it [Chorus: Hell Razah] They try'nna tell me I can't blow, cuz I ain't tapdancing like Sambo My pants low from that Black Market commando I stand poor righteneous, truth and straight facts Whoever ain't runaway slaves'll get snatched [Interlude: Hell Razah] Keep going... keep going... [Hell Razah] While it's wars in Lebanon, I write it like King David in psalms See I was born to the horns of Sara Von It's Ariel Sharon, the suicide bomb Nat Turner nightmares and chasing Uncle Toms El Raziel, codename, be Metatron I got 'em open like dope veins from methadon Without a right to bare arms, I'm mentally the don You can't fuck with the God, he's seven bars beyond They love to hate it, and translate it and read it wrong My definition is non-fiction, I rhyme different Than your every day rap gimmick, design image You invented a clone, a DNA digit, digit, digit [Chorus] [Interlude: Hell Razah] Boo! Hurry up, hurry up, man Hurry up, man [Hook] [Outro: Hell Razah] We gotta make it out of here, man Who are me, when are we gonna stop it? And on that night (we gotta stop somewhere, man) Seven men escaped... nowhere to be traced, nowhere to be found Go north, go north, they gon' hear us They took the shackles off they hands They took the chains off they feet And they ran... and they escaped the wilderness
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