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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Your folks, my folks my folks, your folks whoever was poor It seems a nigga can't get a job, but I can get arrested Though shit was changing with this Black president shit My bitch got me fucked up, goin' to get tested Cause while I was locked up, she was livin' reckless Just another ordeal a real nigga got a deal with If you on the bottom rightyou gotta feel this I know that you're frustrated and you want to kill shit Stock pile your weapons cause that day just might come real quick Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down Yeah, yeah, yeah I will burn this motherfucker down Your folks, my folks my folks, your folks whoever was poor They say the cop wrote a letter apologizing to Oscar Guess they say I'm wrong because I still say drop him Police in the ghetto, they is killin' niggas daily But when we get to bustin' back, they say that we crazy Prisons overcrowded and schools is too Cause they undereducate ya and got a place for you Yeaaaah! Niggas go to prison, the new age slavery Now you know why they undereducate your baby Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down Yeah, yeah, yeah I will burn this motherfucker down Your folks, my folks my folks, your folks whoever was poor They say get a job, you can 'Think & Grow Rich' But what are you to do when a dollar ain't worth shit And the jobs ain't hirin' and unemployment is gone They gonna repo your car and foreclose your home me, I suggest you get yourself a shotgun so when they come to evict you can make'em run the banks got bailed out but we still suffering so i got a gun cuz i done had enough of'em Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down Yeah, yeah, yeah I will burn this motherfucker down They say love Jesus and listen to your pastor But Jesus told the truth and the pastor's a lying bastard All he talk about is economic elevation And all Jesus talked about was soul salvation Jesus sat with the sick and He walked with the poor And if he gave blood for our sins why we givin more I got some gangster disciples at church with me tonight With that $5 worth of gas and a match book of lights Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down Yeah, yeah, yeah I will burn this motherfucker down |