Bob Vylan - Whatchugonnado? lyrics
[Bob Vylan - Whatchugonnado? lyrics]
Everything I do I jump in two feet first
I kick a racist in the head and
You can bet it's gonna hurt
I'm a jerk, Caribbean
But the country I was birthed
Is a cold and lonely dungeon that
Wreaked havoc on this Earth
What's the word? England's ending and
It's death is well-deserved
Got our brothers locked in cages and
Our faces on the kerb
Cracks in this system where
The crack smoke burns
And raps full of rocks inspire
Raps full of words
Junkies on the white while the
Country's in the red
Never heard what I said? I
Said England's fucking dead
Lеt it burn, let it rest
Kill and ride a bird to dеath
Body Boris with a shot
Let it burn his fucking chest
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do when they
Start knocking down your doors
(Open the door)
Policing all your thoughts
Have you plead before the courts
Little piggies in their uniform hunt
Black men like a sport
Stop and Search, nothing found
Racist laws that they enforce
Of course, of course, remember when I told ya
The Queen killed Diana
Police murdered Smiley Culture
No justice, no peace
They don't protect you like
They're s'posed to
We hit the street and do for self
- the people must take over
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
(You)
The junkies on the white
The country's in the red
You never heard what I said?
You never heard what I said? I said
What you gonna do? What you
Gonna do? What you gonna
What you gonna do? What you
Gonna do? What you gonna
What you gonna do? What you
Gonna do? What you gonna
What you gonna do when it's them
Or you? What you gonna
I kick a racist in the head and
You can bet it's gonna hurt
I'm a jerk, Caribbean
But the country I was birthed
Is a cold and lonely dungeon that
Wreaked havoc on this Earth
What's the word? England's ending and
It's death is well-deserved
Got our brothers locked in cages and
Our faces on the kerb
Cracks in this system where
The crack smoke burns
And raps full of rocks inspire
Raps full of words
Junkies on the white while the
Country's in the red
Never heard what I said? I
Said England's fucking dead
Lеt it burn, let it rest
Kill and ride a bird to dеath
Body Boris with a shot
Let it burn his fucking chest
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do when they
Start knocking down your doors
(Open the door)
Policing all your thoughts
Have you plead before the courts
Little piggies in their uniform hunt
Black men like a sport
Stop and Search, nothing found
Racist laws that they enforce
Of course, of course, remember when I told ya
The Queen killed Diana
Police murdered Smiley Culture
No justice, no peace
They don't protect you like
They're s'posed to
We hit the street and do for self
- the people must take over
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
What you gonna do? It's either them or you
(You)
The junkies on the white
The country's in the red
You never heard what I said?
You never heard what I said? I said
What you gonna do? What you
Gonna do? What you gonna
What you gonna do? What you
Gonna do? What you gonna
What you gonna do? What you
Gonna do? What you gonna
What you gonna do when it's them
Or you? What you gonna