I Wanna Kill Sam lyrics
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Artist: Ice Cube Album: Death Certificate
Lyrics
I wanna kill sam
"The army is the only way out for young, black Teenagers We'll provide you with 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 Slapped in 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 Pump seventeen rounds make his brains hang out 'Cause the shit he did was un-called for Tried fuck a brother up the ass 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 dat 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 Broke up the families forever And to this day black folks can't stick together And it's odd, 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, he wanna tax me I remember the son of a bitch used to axe me And hang me by a rope 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 sheet '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 chump 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
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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