Cappadonna, Culture - Save the Children lyrics
[Cappadonna, Culture - Save the Children lyrics]
Whateva, whateva man
I'm here to represent G-O-D to the fullest
I got a message man
And the message is straighten up
Or get eatin up
All mighty God is with us
Save the children
These streets is like a villain
Life is like a chop shop
Inside of the buildin save the children
These streets is like a villain
Save the children, let the blood stop spillin
Roses are red, violets are blue
This life is about me and you
Not the red, white and the untrue
Together we stand
Divided we stand tall, final call
God save us all from the gates of Hell
Where my young family dwell
It was a tall well while we still suffer
Days are gettin tougher jake on the prowl
Treatin people on the street foul
Some of them mean well
But they all live behind the shell
Kick my door down, without ringin my bell
Claim I'm sellin crack, but I ain't doin that
All I do is rap, I'm a real MC
Trynna get my life back
Devils'll make it difficult
There it glow within the cult
Can't wait to cut my throat
Cuz of how I speak too black for Hot 97
Last year they put me on hold
But, I still went gold, where the joy go?
What happened to the +Black Boy+ video?
Bring +Run+ back, y'all scared of Cap
Sleepwalkers can't roll wit the blacks
See the man dem him
He went from nice to true drunko
Now me speak the truth and a
Man just a den dead wit the children
When I told you I be on the outside
I can't trust with him
Not pity on the outside
I'm hung it with him, tell him that I carry
Tell dem save the children
You sold your bread, I sold my bread
So ya meet my new friend, Mr up-On The Ten
Then are ready to bust, let me load again
And the play gon sting
Just like stealth bomber
Refuel the jet, because me loose me venom
Jewels we do, and refuse not to sin
And when I come hotter, don't work for Jah
Hittin though we gettin
Well that's the word is dark
Brother gettin children, some lovin the hard
A mighty God is with us
Intelligent minds
Encounters of the third kind
Trapped behind enemy lines
Youth life on the line
Devils keepin us blind if
It wasn't for Divine
Contracts wouldn't be signed
Save the children
It's like a chop shop inside the buildin
No second guessin, I'm confessin
In the club females are undressin
Little ones with the sexual
Affection need correction too
For too many years, shippin us upstate
Plantin drugs on us, the children ain't safe
Broke down our families
Then they build gates
Sow holes in our brain like
Life is an earthquake
Stole our language so we couldn't meditate
Even in the schools where
The teachers taught hate
Falsify history, everythin is fake
Use your third eye when
You dealin with snakes
Let freedom ring, Born Love Allah
See the king
Save the children is the song I sing
While I'm layin in the struggle
Absorbin the sun rays
Holdin the children in the last days
We're livin like slaves, modern day style
Save the children, make em cry for me now
Save the children, make em cry for me now
Cry for me now, no sight killin
Yagga yaw, them try kill me now
Yagga yaw, dem cry for me now
Save the children, Dem cry for me now
Ya all pigs, you nah
You ya, yea yea, God is with us
Bad man nah know, cry for me now, blaow!
Yo, man, I ain't got nothin
To say to ya niggas, man
Word up
Just get the album or get the fuck lost
(Be like, fuck it I'm done)
Yeah (God bless, good night)
I'm here to represent G-O-D to the fullest
I got a message man
And the message is straighten up
Or get eatin up
All mighty God is with us
Save the children
These streets is like a villain
Life is like a chop shop
Inside of the buildin save the children
These streets is like a villain
Save the children, let the blood stop spillin
Roses are red, violets are blue
This life is about me and you
Not the red, white and the untrue
Together we stand
Divided we stand tall, final call
God save us all from the gates of Hell
Where my young family dwell
It was a tall well while we still suffer
Days are gettin tougher jake on the prowl
Treatin people on the street foul
Some of them mean well
But they all live behind the shell
Kick my door down, without ringin my bell
Claim I'm sellin crack, but I ain't doin that
All I do is rap, I'm a real MC
Trynna get my life back
Devils'll make it difficult
There it glow within the cult
Can't wait to cut my throat
Cuz of how I speak too black for Hot 97
Last year they put me on hold
But, I still went gold, where the joy go?
What happened to the +Black Boy+ video?
Bring +Run+ back, y'all scared of Cap
Sleepwalkers can't roll wit the blacks
See the man dem him
He went from nice to true drunko
Now me speak the truth and a
Man just a den dead wit the children
When I told you I be on the outside
I can't trust with him
Not pity on the outside
I'm hung it with him, tell him that I carry
Tell dem save the children
You sold your bread, I sold my bread
So ya meet my new friend, Mr up-On The Ten
Then are ready to bust, let me load again
And the play gon sting
Just like stealth bomber
Refuel the jet, because me loose me venom
Jewels we do, and refuse not to sin
And when I come hotter, don't work for Jah
Hittin though we gettin
Well that's the word is dark
Brother gettin children, some lovin the hard
A mighty God is with us
Intelligent minds
Encounters of the third kind
Trapped behind enemy lines
Youth life on the line
Devils keepin us blind if
It wasn't for Divine
Contracts wouldn't be signed
Save the children
It's like a chop shop inside the buildin
No second guessin, I'm confessin
In the club females are undressin
Little ones with the sexual
Affection need correction too
For too many years, shippin us upstate
Plantin drugs on us, the children ain't safe
Broke down our families
Then they build gates
Sow holes in our brain like
Life is an earthquake
Stole our language so we couldn't meditate
Even in the schools where
The teachers taught hate
Falsify history, everythin is fake
Use your third eye when
You dealin with snakes
Let freedom ring, Born Love Allah
See the king
Save the children is the song I sing
While I'm layin in the struggle
Absorbin the sun rays
Holdin the children in the last days
We're livin like slaves, modern day style
Save the children, make em cry for me now
Save the children, make em cry for me now
Cry for me now, no sight killin
Yagga yaw, them try kill me now
Yagga yaw, dem cry for me now
Save the children, Dem cry for me now
Ya all pigs, you nah
You ya, yea yea, God is with us
Bad man nah know, cry for me now, blaow!
Yo, man, I ain't got nothin
To say to ya niggas, man
Word up
Just get the album or get the fuck lost
(Be like, fuck it I'm done)
Yeah (God bless, good night)