Текст (слова) песни: Kam - Neva Again

 
[Kam] 
Lift every voice and sing 
Yeah, but we gon` lift every fist and swing 
So save the negro spiritual 
It`s 1992 and niggaz need a miracle 
And no more song and dance 
like we shall overcome, and ain`t got a chance 
Y`all stuck on "I have a dream" 
Need to put the picket sign down and get on the team 
Stand up and do somethin 
Stop beggin for a meal, cause everything is real 
Nigga look at yourself, you in hell 
Claimin wel-fare, or should I say fare-well 
Mr. Christian, you was too spooky 
Now Bush wanna slave, and Russia wanna nuke me 
And the most you can tell me is love thy enemy? 
Stay off the Hennesey 
Pops I want freedom, so hand me the nine 
You can pray for yours, but I`ma go get mine 
Now how long has it been? 
For a hundred and thirty-seven years, but neva again 
 
[Kam] 
God bless America.. but for what? 
How bout God damn America, the slut (yeah) 
Now I can name that tune 
Cause the land of the free is sellin negroes at noon 
But how soon we forget 
Mention the holocaust, niggaz have a fit 
Sorry it`s real but I`m fresh out of tears 
Cause lynch that nigga`s still ringin in my ears 
I want freedom, justice, equality, Islam 
So it`s hard to keep calm 
when I`m accused of bein racist for lovin my people first 
Now they wanna put me in a hearse 
but black people never made white slaves 
And we was too lovin to put Jews in a oven 
But the pilgrims wasn`t so friendly then 
And by the way, I never ate a Indian 
So who`s the real savage? 
Six feet tall on the average 
Mark the number of the God damn beast 
To the East my brother to the East say neva again 
 
[Kam] 
Oh say can y`all see? 
It`s the home of the slave, land of the never free 
America me, the so called negro 
with another verse, so here we go 
As long as y`all been givin me hell 
No wonder there`s a crack in the Liberty Bell 
to tell on America the Beautiful 
The bitch need a facelift, for this race myth 
And now for you to pull a caper, kidnap rape her 
The penalty is DEATH 
Cause we ain`t forgave or forgot 
blacks bein murdered, tortured and shot 
Six hundred million, one-eighty-sevens 
It`s bringin wrath down from the heavens 
So let my people go Pharoahe, the arrow 
is point at your dome, and if we don`t make it home 
Cancel Christmas 
Like EPMD we got some "Unfinished Business" 
From way back, payback for your sin 
So paleskin, tell a friend, neva again
 

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