So Long
I think for the most part
Our generation is...
Is filled with a bunch of fuckin cowards
And I say that man
Because we beef amongst each other
We kill and we shoot each other in our own hoods
And we bang each other
We don't bang cops
Ya know what I'm sayin
And one thing
That these muthafuckas in America know
They know we aint gonna do shit
I'm grippin the nina
Visions of 9/11
Visions of three sixes, no sevens
This is Bush-onomics
George is our modern day Ronald Regan
I pray to God in the midst of payers
Niggaz I'm just sayin
When do we stop playin?
When do we stop pimpin and start sprayin?
50 shots for every cop that popped Sean Bell
His body layin
But they acquit
Cause they know that our generation won't do shit
Nothin, Nada
But every rapper is a shotta
Or a don dotta or a killa
But you aint killin nothing in this piece
Unless it's another nigga
Tryna raise boys to supermen
And while I'm nutty fuck Arthur J. Cooperman
It's never justice for blacks
But they send just us to Iraq
With poor Whites and Latinos
I pray to God that you hear this single
This is Banners middle finger y'all, yeah
I've been waitin in the hood for so long
I've been waitin in the hood for so long
For some niggaz to stand up in here
We some soliders and we have no fear
Ms. Kathryn Johnston
Was murdered by police in Northwest Atlanta
But I don't hear it in the streets
Where the anger in the hood for this old lady dyin?
DC-6 aint shit but cops lyin
Aint shit but bullets flyin
39 slugs from undercovers
Fuck the law!
This was somebody damn grandmother
And she died over crack sales
Crooked ass cops or some niggaz tryna flip yayo
You aint have to sell it in her yard
You aint trappin bitch
You yappin to the muthafuckin guards
And I got a damn question
Why the city aint pissed off?
When I know y'all heard shots
When that old lady got hauled off
Y'all, Yeah
I've been waitin in the hood for so long
I've been waitin in the hood for so long
For some niggaz to stand up in here
We some soliders and we have no fear
I wanna see a nigga ride for somethin dawg
Fight for somethin
Fight anybody but your muthafuckin self nigga
We sell drugs
But we only sell drugs to our self
We bang
But only bang on our self
We do every fuckin negative thing
And niggaz is so hard
Niggaz on radio and on cds
On tapes and on movies
They got guns
They got pistols
But aint nobody shootin at nothin but their self
Fear is the only thing that people respect
And we forgive everybody but our self
These cops are gonna have to fear somethin
Somethin gonna have to happen
Nigga if y'all gonna march
March to the muthafuckin cops house my nigga
Make these muthafuckas fear something dude
They got us scared
They got niggaz scared to go to strip clubs nigga
Ya know, Shit, My Nigga, Like...
Somethin gotta happen
I'll say it my nigga
Cause I aint scared
I aint scared of shit
I'm scared of God
I'm scared of God first
And I'm scared of takin the blessin
That God has given me
And leadin somebody down the wrong path...
Our generation is...
Is filled with a bunch of fuckin cowards
And I say that man
Because we beef amongst each other
We kill and we shoot each other in our own hoods
And we bang each other
We don't bang cops
Ya know what I'm sayin
And one thing
That these muthafuckas in America know
They know we aint gonna do shit
I'm grippin the nina
Visions of 9/11
Visions of three sixes, no sevens
This is Bush-onomics
George is our modern day Ronald Regan
I pray to God in the midst of payers
Niggaz I'm just sayin
When do we stop playin?
When do we stop pimpin and start sprayin?
50 shots for every cop that popped Sean Bell
His body layin
But they acquit
Cause they know that our generation won't do shit
Nothin, Nada
But every rapper is a shotta
Or a don dotta or a killa
But you aint killin nothing in this piece
Unless it's another nigga
Tryna raise boys to supermen
And while I'm nutty fuck Arthur J. Cooperman
It's never justice for blacks
But they send just us to Iraq
With poor Whites and Latinos
I pray to God that you hear this single
This is Banners middle finger y'all, yeah
I've been waitin in the hood for so long
I've been waitin in the hood for so long
For some niggaz to stand up in here
We some soliders and we have no fear
Ms. Kathryn Johnston
Was murdered by police in Northwest Atlanta
But I don't hear it in the streets
Where the anger in the hood for this old lady dyin?
DC-6 aint shit but cops lyin
Aint shit but bullets flyin
39 slugs from undercovers
Fuck the law!
This was somebody damn grandmother
And she died over crack sales
Crooked ass cops or some niggaz tryna flip yayo
You aint have to sell it in her yard
You aint trappin bitch
You yappin to the muthafuckin guards
And I got a damn question
Why the city aint pissed off?
When I know y'all heard shots
When that old lady got hauled off
Y'all, Yeah
I've been waitin in the hood for so long
I've been waitin in the hood for so long
For some niggaz to stand up in here
We some soliders and we have no fear
I wanna see a nigga ride for somethin dawg
Fight for somethin
Fight anybody but your muthafuckin self nigga
We sell drugs
But we only sell drugs to our self
We bang
But only bang on our self
We do every fuckin negative thing
And niggaz is so hard
Niggaz on radio and on cds
On tapes and on movies
They got guns
They got pistols
But aint nobody shootin at nothin but their self
Fear is the only thing that people respect
And we forgive everybody but our self
These cops are gonna have to fear somethin
Somethin gonna have to happen
Nigga if y'all gonna march
March to the muthafuckin cops house my nigga
Make these muthafuckas fear something dude
They got us scared
They got niggaz scared to go to strip clubs nigga
Ya know, Shit, My Nigga, Like...
Somethin gotta happen
I'll say it my nigga
Cause I aint scared
I aint scared of shit
I'm scared of God
I'm scared of God first
And I'm scared of takin the blessin
That God has given me
And leadin somebody down the wrong path...
Credits
Writer(s): Lavell Crump, Willie Poole
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