Kutt Calhoun

Kutt Calhoun - N A Whitemanzeyez songtekst

Je score:
(feat. Tech N9ne) 



[Tech N9ne] 

No more speaking that black male oppressed shit! 

Full speed ahead, none of that retrogressed shit! 

Looks can be deceiving, know that seeing is believing! 

Black muthfuckas on a quest for retribution, overdue for the retrieval 



[Kutt Calhoun] 

I'm a nigga with no fame, a nigga with no brain, a nigga with mo' Kane than Abel 

I'm a nigga with no change, a nigga with no pain, a nigga that won't change a fable 

I'm a nigga that's hardcore, a nigga that starts war, a nigga that's far more than war 

Thinkin I'm a nigga with a whole lot of venom; but don't nobody know that I'm sentimental 

I'm a nigga that's so trife, a nigga with no life, a nigga with no rights at all 

I'm a nigga that's so hype, a nigga you won't like, a nigga that don't like the law 

I'm a nigga that stay keyed, a nigga that smoke weed, a nigga that pop B's and E's 

Please believe he's a thief; reefer leak through the streets to the beast he's a link 

Why - am I treated like a redheaded stepchild? 

Why - can a brother get ahead of the mess now? 

Why - do you think a black man gon' step down? 

Why - 'til the inner city heads get left out? 

I - never met a black or white with no pride, never met a man in life who won't try 

To do what it takes to make a quick rise 

anyone in the way of fam is gon' die 

So all of you Nazi Aryan nation placin hatred 'cross the nation 

Racin, for segregation, fuck your regulations 

Anticipations on yo' gay administrations 

Makin weightful statements, you never make 'em, in a whitemanzeyez 



[Chorus x2] 

I ride for my people 

I die for my people 

Stand high on my steeple 

To lies treating people 

Devils are one sided 

Spirits are misguided 

Thinking that black birds don't fly 

In a whitemans eyes 



[Kutt Calhoun] 

I'm a nigga with no start, a nigga that get hard, then be in carcerated 

I'm a nigga that you brought, a nigga that you fought, a nigga that you taught the hatred 

I'm a nigga with no hope, a nigga who's so broke, that his whole life's a joke 

With nothing to gain and everything to loose, hell if that ain't lame, then I'm the same as you (huh) 

I'm a nigga with no skills, a nigga with no mills, a nigga with Po' children, nigga that go steals 

A nigga that dope deals, a nigga that wont feel the pleasure of more fills with leather 

I'm a nigga with hard time, a nigga with barred lines, a nigga with art crimes to go 

With the life of stars, I'm a trifling' star, fall right in the arms of your woe 

Do you feel I'm a get what chu' gave? 

Do you feel I'm a minimum wage? 

Do you feel I'm a impotent slave? 

Answer this..? feel me with this rage 



"In the words of the late great, I'll probably be murdered for this shit that I said 

I speak the real, be a legend, breathin' the dead." 



I ride for my people 

When it's time, when god is my witness 

Die for my people 

When it's time, I'm bombing with viscous lines 

When I speak it, from the mind, and I'm sufficient 

Prime, rhyme and reason every time 

In a whitemans eyes 



[Chorus x2] 

I ride for my people 

I die for my people 

Stand high on my steeple 

To lies treating people 

Devils are one sided 

Spirits are misguided 

Thinking that black birds don't fly 

In a whitemans eyes 



[Kutt Calhoun] 

The black the strong 

The heart the lone 

Rough the times 

In a word on my own 

The stress the crys 

The truth the lies 

That bless the lives 

In a word all alone 

Death, demise 

Reject the spies 

Respect will rise 

In a world so prone 

We be never be no equal cause 

You be devilish people so 



Could you take a couple seconds out of your time 

So I can really voice what's on my mind 

Look into the eyes of which is not blind 

And tell me what you see when I tell ya i'ma strong 

Muthfucka, Independent with long-gevity 

And I'm a benefit, it's on! 

If you thinkin' I'm illiterate (hit home) 

When you hear how a nigga spit 

So richeous the nicest 

You hate that you like it 

I give and take through this crisis 

So whites and afrkids fighting for life 

But I got Mexicans and Asians beside me 

Even Caucasians and Jamaicans taking stand in America what's right 

This is a war, and you loosing with un even scores 

One for my your hate, three for minorities and even more 

(Backwards Talk) 

Reach through my blood and pour 

Pour Liquid expanding, vicious explosions the final score 



[Chorus x2] 

I ride for my people 

I die for my people 

Stand high on my steeple 

To lies treating people 

Devils are one sided 

Spirits are misguided 

Thinking that black birds don't fly 

In a whitemans eyes 



[Tech N9ne] 

If Denzel Washington can do it - I can! 

If Forest Whittaker can do it - I can! 

If Ving Rhames can do it - I can! 

If Don Chino can do it - I can! 

If Percy Miller can do it - I can! 

If Spike Lee can do it - I can! 

If Colin Powel;; can do it - I can! 

... 

If 2pac can do it - I can!
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