Big Daddy Kane - W. G. O. N. R. S. Lyrics
[big daddy kane]People people, we gotta get overBefore we go under, and I wonderWhy we cant find a little piece of mankindInstead of always step back, gimme my damn nineLivin the thug, like the shoot up the drug typeThey love to hear the people sayin, yo that kid is bugged right?Just a game, so please, out here men dieThe average black man today dont make it to see twenty-fiveCause someone else got the clock rockedTryin to get the neighborhood locked, to be the new man on the blockBut if you asked me whos the man Im like, you tell me?I dont know, ed lover, dr. dre and heavy d?I got my mind on comin up, if not in first placeThen damnit I plan to be the first runner upBut it seems, I got a lot of problems under my beltAnd everday I gotta ask myself[scoob]Ah whats goin on, in our societyWhats goin on, in a de countryWhats goin on, in your communityWhats goin on, tell me[reggae chat] - cant translate[big daddy kane]I seen a kid freshly dipped with mad goldFifteen years old, with plenty drugs bein soldBut then somebody caught him for his air jordansHis drugs the cash and the jewels he was sportinYou wanna call your girl a b-i-t-c-hYou cant appreciate so now shes humpin your man, then she aintCause when you teach her that hoe mentalityThey accept that as reality and give all your friends the skinYou need to show some love for your peopleAll men are created equal, thats why with everybody I alwaysSpread love, and keep my pockets full of dol-dollarsBut check it out nowWere not the uncivilized, the kane ?So lets get it together, man we did it when we were slavesInstead of always tryin to blame someone elseTake a look around, and ask yourself[scoob]Ah whats goin on, in your communityWhats goin on, in a dis countryWhats goin on, in our societyWhats goin on, whoahhhh[reggae chat] - cant translate[big daddy kane]Nowadays its all about provin you aint nuttin softAnd everybodys always talkin about bustin offBut that aint where we gotta go, kid we can throwAnd handle this thing like holyfield and blowThen when we get it off our chest, lets put it to restAnd try to make some money progressBecause if I got a dollar, and you got tenAnd you can get a hundred from a friend if five others kick inShoot, we can take that stack and put it backIn a community thats black, to make our people attractLike somethin magnetic, cause word is bond its patheticWe always talkin about this piece of the pieBut it seems we cant get itUnless we field the life of a drug dealerAnd start stellin llello but you know where they goUp to the penile, because they chose to be wildAnd now youre upstate kid, uh, waitin patiently to see trialNow let that whole gangsta route slideTheres too much money and skins here on the outsideFor me to ever let my freedom goCause I got mine, now get yous, and let me know[scoob]Ah whats goin on, in our societyWhats goin on, when you nah haf no moneyWhats goin on, people on the streetWhoahhh, why is it so..[reggae chat] - cant translate
