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| | | Artist: | Ice Cube |
| | Album: | Death Certificate | | Track: | I Wanna Kill Sam | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 162 | | | | Lyrics: | The army is the only way out for young black teenagers.
We'll provide you housing we'll
provide you with education
we'll provide you with everything you need to provide a life.
We'll help you to be the best soldier in the U.S. of A."
"'cause we do more
before 7 A.M.
than most niggers to their whole life time."
I'm coming I'm
coming I'm coming I'm coming.
Verse one:
I wanna kill him 'cause he tried
to play me like a trick,
but you see, I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit.
I got the A
to the motherfucking K, and it's ready to rip,
(???slot them my banana clip???).
And
I'm looking,
is he in Watts, Oakland, Philly or Brooklyn?
It seems like he got the
whole country behind him,
so it's sort of hard to find him.
But when I do, gotta put
my gat in his mouth,
punk, seventeen rounds make his brains hang out.
'Cause the
shit he did was on comfort,
tried fuck a brother up the Ave like a small whore.
And
that shit ain't fly,
so now I'm setting up the ultimate drive-by.
And when you hear
this shit,
it makes the world say damn, I wanna kill Sam.
"momma, some man
at the front door"
"uhm hi, I've got reasons to believe that someone in this household
has just turned eighteen, am I correct?"
Verse two:
This is why I
wanna kill the punk,
'cause he tried to take a motherfucking chunk of the funk.
He
came to my house, I let 'em bail in,
'cause he said he was down with the L.M.
He
gave up a little death,
then turned around, and pulled out a gat.
I knew it was a
caper,
I said: "please don't kill my mother", so he raped her.
Tied me up, took me
outside,
and I was thrown in a big truck.
And it was packed like sardines,
pull of niggers who fell for the same scheme.
Took us to a place and made us work,
all day and we couldn't have shit to say.
(???) up the families forever,
until this
day black folks can't stick together,
And it's I, broke us down, made us pray to his God.
And when I think about it,
it makes me say damn, I wanna kill Sam.
Verse three:
Now in '91, they wanna tax me,
I remember the son of a bitch used to
axe me.
And hang me by a (???) till my neck snapped,
now the sneaky motherfucker
wants to ban rap.
And put me on the dirt or concrete,
but God can see through a
white cheek.
'Cause you're the devil in drag,
you can burn your cross while I burn
your flag.
Try to give me the HIV,
so I can stop making babies like me.
And
you're giving dope to my people Chuck,
just wait till we get over that, huh.
'Cause
your ass is grass 'cause I'm a blast,
can't bury rap, like your buried jazz.
'Cause
we stop being whores, stop doing floors,
so bitch you can fight your own wars.
So if
you see a man in red, white and blue,
getting chased by The Lench Mob crew.
It's a
man who deserves to buckle,
I wanna kill Sam 'cause he ain't my motherfucking uncle | | | |
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