AKIR - Politricks lyrics
[AKIR - Politricks lyrics]
"Many Black voters claim the
Mistrust that lingers
Coincides with a widespread belief
That people do make deliberate attempts
Either to thwart African-American
Attempts to vote
Or to miscount the ballots once passed"
I don't follow the news
They just add to my blues
Politicians and they big feets could
Never fill my shoes
They don't care, think we
All live off welfare, it's hell here
Why should I vote like it's ever been fair?
My people in despair, they still balance
We hit hard like steel mallets
Smile intentions of the founders
And they still countin
No child left behind, read between the lines
Tryin to control, they precious minds
Zombies in the school line
Ridiculed, for tryin Ritalin junkies
What a powerful country
That keeps promotin off flunkies
18 years old and your brain
Is like lunch meat
Programmed to follow these dummies 'til
The suburbs and slums meet
Pull us over soon as they see
Blacks in the front seat
So I'mma run streets
Fuck freaks and causin dumb beats
Me and mine is gonna be fine
Fuck standin in the picket line
I'm tryin to get these
Dollar signs dodgin time
"As it turns out
About half of the votes which
Are thrown out and spoiled
For technical reasons passed
By African-Americans, why?
African-Americans get the crappy schools
They get the crappy hospitals
They get the bad police protection
They get the bad voting machines
The main thing is
There is no coverage on American television
And American radio about the
MASSIVE disenfranchisement of, black voters"
Yo, politicians that be garglin
That garbage shit
Bargain with anonymous, officers of opposite
Doctrines for legal tender documents
Pocketin the profit's
Off the rockets while they kick
Us out the projects, logic
Surprisin common sense
Risin occupants up out environments
Survive and then they got you doin 5 to 10
Just the other day
I was pissin out some toxins
When the cops rolled by
I gotta take it on the block again
Sendin letters included
As a child offender for indecent exposure
I shoulda looked over my shoulder
My cousin got locked, Pop's lost his job
We evicted waitin on Section-8
But the list had been restricted
A Lexus hit and I missed it
I was dealin with some real shit
My brother joined the service
Not even nervous to get hit
Sayin that he's out kid
Geeked they got Saddam ousted
I pray because he's bout it
Now he's tryin to get up out it
"Are you a criminal?"
"No, never been convicted of any crime"
"But they had you down as
A serious convicted criminal"
"Wrong person, I've never been
Arrested in my life, you know?
Got out of the military
Been in the medical field ever since i mean
You can't even work for a
Hospital being a convicted felon
And I was in the Persian Gulf War, so
You know it's pretty screwed up how they
Did me but umm, what can I say?"
It makes us wanna shoot the coppers
Like that nigga Rollin Roberts
For the pride in which they rob us
Every time that they stop us
He try to give us vouchers
To move us out the hood
But when we try to use 'em
Damn them shit's is no good
I got a letter from my brother
Said the media confuse ya
The Army Navy game was
Flippin coins from Fallujah
No proper armor when they move us
Damn we trapped
Cursed, Shiites is soon to surround us
In Iraq
Kerry lost, Colin Powell threw in the towel
Ashcroft assed off
The shit is even gettin more foul
Network, of elected delegates
Are all derelicts
Look how shiesty Kerry get
Damn it's all irrelevant
It's never how they tell it is
So I gotta get my shit straight
And handle my biz
The next time we have to go vote, I might go
Plus I heard, there's a lot of jobs
And a lot of fine-ass hoes, in Ohio
"If we cannot
Imagine social relations based on
Peace and justice and equality
We will find ourselves caught up
In the rhetorical universe
That has been fabricated by
Global corporate dominance
And it's major spokespersons in
The Bush administration
So what does it mean to
Fight for democracy today?
Another, world, is possible!"
Mistrust that lingers
Coincides with a widespread belief
That people do make deliberate attempts
Either to thwart African-American
Attempts to vote
Or to miscount the ballots once passed"
I don't follow the news
They just add to my blues
Politicians and they big feets could
Never fill my shoes
They don't care, think we
All live off welfare, it's hell here
Why should I vote like it's ever been fair?
My people in despair, they still balance
We hit hard like steel mallets
Smile intentions of the founders
And they still countin
No child left behind, read between the lines
Tryin to control, they precious minds
Zombies in the school line
Ridiculed, for tryin Ritalin junkies
What a powerful country
That keeps promotin off flunkies
18 years old and your brain
Is like lunch meat
Programmed to follow these dummies 'til
The suburbs and slums meet
Pull us over soon as they see
Blacks in the front seat
So I'mma run streets
Fuck freaks and causin dumb beats
Me and mine is gonna be fine
Fuck standin in the picket line
I'm tryin to get these
Dollar signs dodgin time
"As it turns out
About half of the votes which
Are thrown out and spoiled
For technical reasons passed
By African-Americans, why?
African-Americans get the crappy schools
They get the crappy hospitals
They get the bad police protection
They get the bad voting machines
The main thing is
There is no coverage on American television
And American radio about the
MASSIVE disenfranchisement of, black voters"
Yo, politicians that be garglin
That garbage shit
Bargain with anonymous, officers of opposite
Doctrines for legal tender documents
Pocketin the profit's
Off the rockets while they kick
Us out the projects, logic
Surprisin common sense
Risin occupants up out environments
Survive and then they got you doin 5 to 10
Just the other day
I was pissin out some toxins
When the cops rolled by
I gotta take it on the block again
Sendin letters included
As a child offender for indecent exposure
I shoulda looked over my shoulder
My cousin got locked, Pop's lost his job
We evicted waitin on Section-8
But the list had been restricted
A Lexus hit and I missed it
I was dealin with some real shit
My brother joined the service
Not even nervous to get hit
Sayin that he's out kid
Geeked they got Saddam ousted
I pray because he's bout it
Now he's tryin to get up out it
"Are you a criminal?"
"No, never been convicted of any crime"
"But they had you down as
A serious convicted criminal"
"Wrong person, I've never been
Arrested in my life, you know?
Got out of the military
Been in the medical field ever since i mean
You can't even work for a
Hospital being a convicted felon
And I was in the Persian Gulf War, so
You know it's pretty screwed up how they
Did me but umm, what can I say?"
It makes us wanna shoot the coppers
Like that nigga Rollin Roberts
For the pride in which they rob us
Every time that they stop us
He try to give us vouchers
To move us out the hood
But when we try to use 'em
Damn them shit's is no good
I got a letter from my brother
Said the media confuse ya
The Army Navy game was
Flippin coins from Fallujah
No proper armor when they move us
Damn we trapped
Cursed, Shiites is soon to surround us
In Iraq
Kerry lost, Colin Powell threw in the towel
Ashcroft assed off
The shit is even gettin more foul
Network, of elected delegates
Are all derelicts
Look how shiesty Kerry get
Damn it's all irrelevant
It's never how they tell it is
So I gotta get my shit straight
And handle my biz
The next time we have to go vote, I might go
Plus I heard, there's a lot of jobs
And a lot of fine-ass hoes, in Ohio
"If we cannot
Imagine social relations based on
Peace and justice and equality
We will find ourselves caught up
In the rhetorical universe
That has been fabricated by
Global corporate dominance
And it's major spokespersons in
The Bush administration
So what does it mean to
Fight for democracy today?
Another, world, is possible!"