Songtexte:
Black Parents

and let go your fear And give a green light to the man on the mic And keep this beat cause it's just my type And I'll ride the rhythm like a black cowboy

she could never understand why Some underhanded plans, witnessed a man die Was only 15 Should have been a beauty queen Still see here crying by the caskets when here parents

Then one of them sat down living so Mystikal and empoious With a heart full of anger it's so redicilous So give me some with 21-gun soldier salute With a 19-inch black

what I got, shorty got knocked Comin' up out the capsule spot On the uptown block, he couldn't run from the cops So my man got shot In a jet black Brasada

don't wanna be another nigga, Tell the government, I don't wanna be another nigga, Tell htem white folk, I don't wanna be another nigga, Tell them black

mon son c?est king kong parle lui il avance a grands pas sans sucer quiconque c?est pas un gagne petit ici c?est la jungle b2oba son daron black blanche

take these drives and wonder why is it a song? Music lives on The taste of wine, piss on the rug, talk on the phone, the election's on True blue sessions black

: She came all the way from America she had a blind date with destiny And the sound of Te Awamutu Had a truly sacred ring Now her parents are divorced

mirror And it's you I see look at me Everything new Like it fresh from the factory Everything you do? It impact me Your lifestyle attract me Parents try