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Fed Up Lyrics - Artist : Mike Smiff
They label us a bunch of thugs for standin' up
How the fuck you label us thugs when y'all the ones killin' us? Take our children and rape our women We 'posed to turn the other cheek and keep on livin' We gettin' tired of this pain No matter how much knowledge you got, how much wealth you gain To them you still a nigga Good credit, pushin' a Benz, you still a nigga Black man with white friends, you still a nigga Graduated top of yo class, you still a nigga Swear these crackas, they can't wait to kill a nigga We march and protest, yet they don't hear a nigga Nah, they don't hear us They talking how we treat each other, bringin' up how Blacks kill blacks damn near every time we see each other One thing about it, we gon' be held accountable Soon as a nigga kill they throw us in a cell for a hundred years But let a police kill a nigga He probably get suspended Keep his freedom and he'll keep his pension We sick and tired of being sick and tired And we ain't seein' no results from the peaceful shit that we done tried Now it's time to go another route 'Cause you ain't really live until you find somethin' that you will die about Stand for somethin' or fall for anything We ain't standin' now Nigga, we'll burn this bitch to the ground Yeah, we'll burn this bitch to the ground Yeah, we'll burn this bitch to the ground Yeah, we'll burn this bitch to the ground Yeah, nigga we'll burn this bitch to the ground Yeah, we'll burn this bitch to the ground Yeah, nigga we'll burn this bitch to the ground Yeah, we'll burn this bitch to the ground Yeah, we'll burn this bitch to the ground |
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