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KAM lyrics : "Ain't That A Bitch"

Kam]
Ain't this a (*##$, what they make po' kids do
Stand up for the flag salute

Now put your right hand over your heart
Eyes on the flag, now recite this drag
about liberty and justice for all

But that part dere it don't stand for none of y'all
Just the part about pledgin allegiance
For all they care, you can stop right there

Take your %#@! and go on home
and let the television program your dome
Because it ain't no justice, the people ain't liberated

just cause one ^!$$% made it
out the ghetto, he a token black
His whole neighborhood still smokin crack

So you will never be all that
No matter how bad you wanna switch, life is a (*##$


[Kam]
Ain't that a (*##$, to see black people in the service
Leave they spouse to do dirt for the White House

And come home lookin for a hero's welcome
They back on the block and shellshocked
The %#@! costed an arm and a leg

Can't work no job, so now you gotta beg
Cause all y'all got for bein out in the field
is handicapped stickers for your windshield

Your wife and kids was thinkin
you was dead and buried, so she got remarried
And now you sleepin in school gymnasiums

Just you and them lazy bums
At the overnight homeless shelter
Gettin one hot meal, to eat from a wheelchair

But what about baseball and apple pie?
^!$$% life is a (*##$ and then you die


[Kam]
(No matter how much you wanna switch..)
Ain't that a (*##$ how they stretch out a low class citizen

You like guilty until proven innocent
Cause it's written all over your face
Skin color is enough to catch a case

To them that's like concrete evidence
So whether I did it or not has no relevance
They just want another ^!$$% in custody

So I'm bout to take it out on a trustee
Because all I see, is a gang of black and brown faces
missin they shoelaces

Headed for the gang module
After they processed to get %#@! off they chest
While the high class criminal charges all get dismissed

they scar up my wrist
And do all they can to put a ^!$$% through hell
Oh well, I guess life is a (*##$


[Kam]
Ain't this a (*##$, or some say female dog

To play a ^!$$% out for some %#@! in a catalogue
And then move right along to the next man
If the drama can't get him, the sex can

So all day long she's plottin
Cause the ^!$$% she had just spoiled the (*##$ rotten
So now she's on and straight fishin

and gotta have the keys to every fool's ignition
But it just ain't enough black men to go around
They either dead or locked down

So I can't really call 'em (*##$
I guess, cause everybody wanna be rich
But that's what's happenin in the black community

Everyday, call it the games that people play
Some say human nature but
Is life a B-I-T-C-H or what

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