Story Behind The Song

Hurricane Katrina

Song Description

This was my repsonse to some of the issues that were raised during and after Hurricane Katrina. I wanted to point out some inconsitencies about life and how black people and white people are different but the same in times of tragedy.

Lyrics

Hook-
This is for my niggaz crying tears of blood/ life ain't never been shit/ grave already dug/ aint got no reason to care/ everyday here is extra/ i'm the nigga america's afraid of you betcha'

Verse 1
If you don't know how to swim then you bound to sink/ cause when the water's to your neck you either drown or think/ it's so sad that my people can't evacuate/ it comes to feeding black folks the food packs are late/ but within 2 days we had aid to victims of tsunami's/ and america just fell in love with Rudy Guiliani/ when Bin Laden hit the white folks in 9-11/ they were called hero's and victims said they all go to heaven/ but when the black folks get hit they call us refugees/ even though it's black folks that built New Orleans/ so wake the fuck up you living in a new world dream/ one that don't include Dante's, Jermaines and Raheem's/ so I don't dream no mo' that's for niggaz who sleep/ a desert eag 44 that's for niggaz who creep/ it seems like the whole world is hating niggaz like me/ it's cause your daughters in the streets dating niggaz like me.

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Verse 2
This is for my niggaz growing up in the correctionals/ D.U.I killed the guy didn't use directionals/ the lil homie found his mommie o.d'ed on the sectional/ wait in line for these checks like funeral processionals/ government tapped the phone, even church confessionals/ you was amateur but now your snitching's gone professional/ let's take this violence off the street and take that shit congressional/ can you hear me now or should I take it up a decibel/ some niggaz born with silver spoons some niggas born to be a goon/ some niggaz born with out a womb still to only die to soon/ is it a sad day when bad people die/ when Jeffrey Dahmer got killed im sure that somebody cried/ how can you say you've paid your dues if you've never had the blues/ if you've never made the news getting blood on yo shoes/ if you've never pimped a dame, if you've never flipped some cane/ if you've never shot and aimed i'm playing while you watch the game.

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Verse 3

I need a reason to care i need hope for the future/ not an athlete but the streets is there to recruit ya'/ unless you've been recruited by prison or military/ sons come home in boxes and mothers get coronaries/ for the money spent on one white girl in Aruba/ you coulda fed the homeless people in the town next to ya'/ but we spent 15 minutes cause Janet she showed her titties/ but didn't have the money to evacuate whole cities/ while the soldiers overseas being used as prostitutes/ on the stroll for Bush's money in Iraq and Beirut/ the only way to kill a bush is pull him out by his roots/ burn the tree and the poisonous fruits/ never give us credit for ballots we cast out/ but credit our time served when bullets get blast out/ i was raised inthe gutter learned to live ass out/ and when get this shit together we'll vote ya white ass out

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