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Kam

Kam (born Craig Miller in Los Angeles, California) is an American political emcee known primarily among hip hop fans and music critics during the 1990s. Born in Los Angeles, he is considered an esteemed West Coast underground rapper. He is known for his Nation of Islam-influenced lyrics and membership, and affiliation with his cousin, fellow West Coast emcee Ice Cube. He is also known for his powerfully commanding baritone voice and knack for using multisyllabic rhymes. He has only released two albums since his well-received 1993 debut album Neva Again. That album featured inflammatory anti-government lyrics and hit single "Peace Treaty," a song about the 1992 Watts gang treaty. The song reached #2 on the Hot Rap Singles chart in 1993. more »

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1997

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They don't give a f*ck 
So I don't give a f*ck 
Makes me want to holler 
Throw up both my hands 

Moving through the L.A. streets with the homeboys 
Dipping in the toy having Chips Ahoy 
Cookies and these rookies still can't see us 
A lot of people want to be us cause we's the O.G.'s 

Real East side riders from the hood 
And I wish niggas would 
Come at me like it's all good 
If y'all could you'd probably do the same thing 

Rap, sling dope, pimp hoes, or gang bang 
And it's a goddamn shame, but 
Now the babies is the ones blued down and flamed up 
Sagging with they neighborhood flag inside they pockets 

Think they ain't? They even spray paint the sprockets 
On they bike, yelling, "What that East side like?" 
Getting high in the bleachers while the teachers on strike 

Books collect dust on they shelf 
Parents either dead or gone, so they raise they self 
But who cares 

Some talk about killing, some hear about it, some do it 
Some can't handle it, and others just numb to it 
You think we got problems? They the ones 
Cause kids is having kids, and kids is having guns 

Ask yours daughters and sons what they learning in school 
And watch them look at you like you a fool 
All they learn is how to smoke a ?bidi 
How to do a tatoo, use a rubber, cuss, fight, and write graffiti 

The t.v and the radio is raisin them 
Parents hold your breath, cause death ain't even fazing them 
A single mother out working like a slave 
Ain't no home cooked meal, just a microwave Oven

What happened to the loving? 
Good taste done been replaced by pushing, and shoving 
It all started at home with the family 
Now we can't save them, or can we? 

Who cares 

Makes me want to holler 
Throw up both my hands 
They don't give a f*ck 
So I don't give a f*ck 

Don't nobody care what happen to us 
Except God Almighty, in whom we trust 
I bust rhymes like these for a reason 
Cause for everything up under the sun it's a season 

To live and die, laugh and cry 
Everybody knows shit happens, but nobody knows why 
And they don't even try to learn 
By letting the five Percent teach them, it's like they rather burn 

And for niggas just to turn they life around and chill 
It's harder to save, than it is to kill 
As we spill each other blood in the streets 
I see yellow tape and wonder who that is up under the sheet 

Another child just got shot down 
Now what's the chances that they not black and not brown? 
A lot of people crowd around cause they feel they got to stop and stare 
But they don't really care 

Makes me want to holler 
Throw up both my hands 
They don't give a f*ck 
So I don't give a f*ck

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