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Tytuł: Ghetto nation

  • Wykonawca: Warrior Soul
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Slap the cuffs on
   You`re goin` downtown
   Gonna lock you up in the hole
   `Cause the dea made a powerplay
   And you`re lookin` at 2 to 4
  
   Back at the pad
   Ya thought you were bad
   Got your stash up in the wall
   But there`s a gun to your head
   And you`re gonna be dead
   Unless ya cut a deal with the law
  
   All ya want is what the rich people got
   `Cause the people need power too
   There`s only lousy jobs run by slobs
   And ya get paid crap for what ya do
  
   Sellin` drugs, run with the thugs
   And you`re makin` it on the deal
   But your regular man got hit with a gram
   And the son of a bitch started to squeal
  
   Salutations from the ghetto nation
  
   Out on the lawn ya strip the car down
   And you`re sippin` corn on the porch
   If the neighbors complain open up the 12-gauge
   Shut your mouth or you`re gonna get torched
  
   Party tonight `til the sun gets bright
   Load the house up with sime whores
   `Cause you`re goin` away 700 days
   Out on the killin` floor
  
   Salutations from the ghetto nation
  
   They never found the bank account
   And you`re sittin` on 30 grand
   But you don`t mind doin` the time
   As long as your freedom day is at hand
   Out on parole ya take a stroll
   Ya kick another habit everyday
   Ya got a new plan, super scam
   Livin` the american way
  
   Salutations from the ghetto nation