Saigon - Brownsville Girl lyrics

[Saigon - Brownsville Girl lyrics]

Don I am in the ghetto
We know the horror of the guns
Where we are the scars of violence
Son, turn in your gun

Think my shit is too real for them

A young girl's killed by a
Stray bullet in Chicago
Same thing in Jamaica, Queens
Right in front of McDonalds
The ghetto’s on fire
The pyro's nothing but sorrow
That's burning inside the soul of
The future kids of tomorrow
We used to use hip hop to teach us the way
For some reason these fucking artists
Don’t reach us today
My little cousin got popped, he was slipping
He wasn’t toting
Plus was sipping too much of
That vodka Puffy promoting
My mother died, niggas was sending me yak
But it was ironic
That shit was called Hennessy Black
Sipping that
Make a nigga wanna pick up a MAC
And stick up a spot
When I should wanna rip up a track
Say fuck that, get on the jack
Say we gotta bring our community back
Bring the concept of having black unity back
To come with this shit to get
Rid of that buffoonery rap
That soon to be looked at as lunacy
Cartoonery crap the sooner we maneuver that
The sooner we could react
Fact, it’s triple g’s now who running with me
And I’ma rep it til the
Peckerwoods come and get me
A young girl joins a gang out in Brownsville
Brooklyn that's down where they got them
Coke pounds still cooking
The prostitutes lurking
They still out here hooking
The bookings still filling niggas that's
Black and brown looking
This little girl one night they
Gave her a burner, right
Told her she wanna be down
She gotta earn her stripes
A adolescent that lacked the lesson
To learn in life she shoots a kid in the
Back, pow, turned his lights, out
That was the 7th shooting in less than a week
The reason I feel is what I
Should address to this beat
Check it and see, funerals consecutively
It’s the god, and by the power invested in me
I’m telling niggas to chill
And go easy on the gun play
Besides, you gonna have to learn
How to fight someday
Develop a warrior spirit
Let your fist talk more than your lyrics
And you'll get no inteference
Check, it’s real wack
That blacks only kill blacks
I know that sound off the
Wall but it’s real fact
I shot about 8 people and they all black
I’m a dumb motherfucker’s what I call that

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