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YING YANG TWINS lyrics : "Ghetto Classics"

War, we at war, we at war, we at war, we at--
Gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle


Lets get this mother$#&@er back crunk
This is gonna be me and my ^!$$%s
Holdin triggers in our back bump

To take back what we once had
We dont give a damn about the enemies
Send they out to baghdad

They put a ^!$$% on the frontline
But when it come to gettin ahead
They put ya way behind

And they supports in minimum wage
They dont give a choice to ^!$$%s
They thinkin we still slaves

Every ^!$$%'s got some thug in him
Every ^!$$%'s got some love in him
Every ^!$$%'s got a grudge in him

Every ^!$$%'s got a mug in him
And every ^!$$% busts a slug in him
Now like a cat, (*##$, we'll skin em

Yall ^!$$%s aint holdin my venom, check yourself
I'ma drop your $$# off, (*##$
As soon as i loosen my mother$#&@in belt, ah


[Hook:]
1 for the money, 2 for the thugs

3 for the projects, 4 for the love
Y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like

Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics (ghetto)
Ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics
Time for us to find just a little piece of mind, talkin bout

Them ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics

We just black people gone and lost our mind

We just really trying to draw the line
Before it left our eyes
Before we get left behind

Let me tell you something about hard times
Before we used to walk
Before we had life in the dry

And 911 wasnt known outside
We didnt know how to read
We didnt know how to write

All we did was sing all day and all night
Then when they let us start learning
You all lose y'all mind

And y'all forgot about the earlier times
When Martin Luther King had a dream
That one day we'd walk together

We really need to get it together
Kids stay in school
Learn all you can

Graduate, go to college, get knowledge
Then we shall overcome, yes we can, we
In the urge of faith we can demand it, for real


[Hook]


Hup, 2, 3, 4
What the hell are we fighting for?
Passing off

Relationship's done what spore
Thats why they got the door
More time, hoot hoot

Aim aim, shoot shoot
Aint nothing but the young kids they recruit
Its a wonder they dont come home in they suit

I took away some time
Thinkin how i could, should, would be
If everybody in the world was free

No crime nobody doing wrong
Everybody getting along
But when i step into reality

This world is sore
And thats why we at war
Killin ourselves over bull%#@!
That we valued more than life
Y'all people better to get right, cause...

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