Lyrics:
I'm down by law
Dangerous
Life gave me nothing free, but my ugly
Ass mug and a couple of fat nuts to squeeze
Dick dangling down in my dungarees
Bentley
Never going broke again
I’m preaching this shit like a reverend
Oww
I’m in the back of the coupe
Hey
I eat a bitch like a soup
I’m in the back
my bruddas by
The skin and they color the world need to change
I been feeling your pain them with people their wicked ways
Trust me been praying for
Roxanne)
(My, my name is Shanté)
(Roxanne Shanté)
Thank you, thank you
This is the sure shot
I'd like to welcome
Roxanne Shanté live on stage
Give
home, they can all get jobs
And export their lives to the American slob
Praise be to god for making us truly free
To do what we want and say as we please
hard I was smothered covered by a world of pop tarts
And a part of the newspaper that scared me, I think it was the pop charts
And I wish I was
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
hands up for the 5-0
I been in the cut, liquor in my cup, 38 tuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a damn
I just wanna live, I just wanna eat
But I
just put 5 on my teeth
Gotta provide for the team
Big hunnid stack look like blue cheese
50’s come hot like rice & peas
If I eat, we eat if we bleed then
[Angie Martinez] Oh!
[Sacario]
I don't think y'all ready [Angie Martinez Laughing]
It's what the world's been waitin for, live big, car keys
Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle
Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?
Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet
Why God, why God do I
Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle
Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?
Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet
Why God, why God do I
Tortured and killed
On the dime of American funds
From Jakarta
To the West Bank
There's a million dead
For the new executive world order
The empire infects
Roxanne)
(My, my name is Shanté)
(Roxanne Shanté)
Thank you, thank you
This is the sure shot
I'd like to welcome
Roxanne Shanté live on stage
Give
the world American style
Col Sanders has an empire behind his smile
Back up the investments with a military regime
Then cleverly say: "It's to keep
with my girl, that's my world?
She a slut ho
That's my live, that's my wife, I love her
Uh-oh, oh no, she a slut, she a freak
Aiyoo, you gonna call me
what's up with my girl that's my world
She a slut ho
That's my live, that's my wife, I love her
Uh-oh, Oh no, Oh God, she a slut, she a freak
Aiyoo,
but I'd rather run the regime
I'd rather run the world than live American dreams
I coulda been a star but I'd rather roll with the team
Ain't worried
then my work ethic increased
Elevated to levels I ain't ever seen
Stackin' this cream, livin' the American dream now
I'm goin' crazy, I ain't slept in
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
thousands seen early graves
Victims of worldly ways, memories stays engraved
All my live brothers, is locked down with high numbers
The young hunger,
cause I'm greedy
I got kids in other states and they need me
This a dog-eat-dog world I got to eat them
I figured if I don't then they gon try to eat me
I
Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever,
And my dog wouldn't
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