Layzie Bone, Thin C - Vote for Me lyrics

[Layzie Bone, Thin C - Vote for Me lyrics]

It's ya boy L-Burna
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony baby
You know what it is
Duece double oh-six baby
The struggle don't stop
Ten toes to the ground, where my soldiers at?

Every day I wake I pray
Prayin I can find my way
Every day get harder man
But, I promise not to lose my faith
Every day the sun gon' shine
Let the Heavens beam on me
Peoples need a helpin hand
C'mon you can lean on me

It keep gettin harder and harder
Beggin and borrowin thanks to the generals
Lieutenants and sargeants
Givin us guidance, keepin us marchin
Government tryin to make us targets
Regardless, we strong like them folks
Down in New Orleans man meaner than Katrina
And our dreams'll never fold up man
Better hold up man
400 years of oppression couldn't break us
But it made us, leaders of the new school
So damn courageous
Flippin them pages rockin them stages
If it wasn't for the music and sports
Could we afford what we afford? Can we
Pay our way out of court?
Peace to Flesh Bone, my brother gone
Better believe that he comin home
He did the crime, yeah he doin his time
But he comin back strong
On you bitches, damn the riches
I'd rather be blessed and gifted
Than to be walkin around lost
With a hellbound sentence
Can I get a witness
Can I get a witness? It's a set-up down here
Deep in the ghetto, off in the ghetto
They don't let up down here
But, I'mma keep fightin man 'til we get
This shit how it 'posed to be
I should be your president, yeah
Y'all should vote for me

We livin off in these streets
Under the thumb of the beast
If you tryin to ease the squeeze
You gotta pray
We livin off in these streets
Under the thumb of the beast
If you tryin to ease the
Squeeze, you gotta pray, pray, pray

Got a message to Bill Gates, NASA
Oprah ask us
Do we need help? Take off the mask
Just show us love, hold us, grab us
What y'all waitin on, more distasters?
C'mon, baby we willin to work
Help us create these jobs
When we do get paid the ends don't meet
Nigga feel like he just been robbed
We've got kids to feed, bills to pay
Spendin it on a necklace
Niggas is wreckless, too young and restless
Just flat out selfish just can't help it
America the great bred us like that
Niggas is starvin, stomachs is touchin
Y'all ain't fed us like that
We be's, so incomplete
Why do they treat us this way?
We run the streets, we totin heat
Y'all can't keep us this way
Cause we don't educate our damn self
Penetrate your whole system
Take control of our destiny
Eliminate y'all victims can I get a witness
Can I get a witness? It's a set-up down here
Off in the ghetto, deep in the ghetto
They don't let up down here
But, I'mma keep fightin man 'til I get
This shit how it 'posed to be
I should be y'all president, yeah
Y'all should vote for me

Every day "Fingazz on the track"
Yeah, it don't stop 'til the, casket drop
C'mon, you can lean on me

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