Natalac - Black History (1960 to 2010) lyrics

Intro: This is the code ... to talk to our people It's rap music baby Is anybody listening? ... ... Is any body listening? I don't know ... do you know? I don't know ... let me know Hook: Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten I'm a tell you where my people have been Same game now, same game then Now you know how & you know when Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten I'm a tell you where my people have been Same game now, same game then Now you know how & you know when Verse 1: Nineteen sixty, blacks moving up Put my drink in a gla**, not a cup Won't be going to the back, I'm coming up Watch me move to the front of the bus Everybody ride, that's most of us Give us what we want or fudge your bus We believed in God, we'd move mountains Black & whites drinking out the same fountains Got out & got it, instead of home pouting Sprayed up with water, but we still marching Take the I out of milk, we call him Martin We all go to jail, we all just friends Luther King, he had a dream After the dope, that's all that it means Took black leaders out, do you know what I mean? Not for a snack, dirt nap, make 'em dream Hook: Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten I'm a tell you where my people have been Same game now, same game then Now you know how & you know when Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten I'm a tell you where my people have been Same game now, same game then Now you know how & you know when Verse 2: Nineteen seventy, we on TV screens (Movies) Superfly, The Mack, sit down & dream Now that's ya idol, not M.L King Blacks entertained, not watching the scene Now our minds are other things While them people are plotting, they schemes It takes seconds to run a football play But a thirty year plan, is what they play You know Natalac, believe what I say We was coming up too fast back in the day So naturally, they throw stumbling blocks Image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif In your way, gun shots number play If M.L.K came up today Wouldn't know what to say If M.L.K came up today He wouldn't even know what to say Hook: Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten I'm a tell you where my people have been Same game now, same game then Now you know how & you know when Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten I'm a tell you where my people have been Same game now, same game then Now you know how & you know when Verse 3: Nineteen eighty, the Reagan years Cook c**aine, then free base appears One hit ya hooked, all the Klansman cheered Flooded us with dope for the next twenty years Jacksonville, Florida, Henry man was the man He was a limo driver for the mayor man Rick Ross, Rick Ross, was the dopeman Not a damn rapper, know the plan Work for the government, selling for the man Til they cracked the black foundation Use them against us, to set us back man No pride in the youth, they don't give a damn Flushed 'em in prisons, just like they do Especially when they through with you Understand, understand These are the games, played by the man Hook: Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten I'm a tell you where my people have been Same game now, same game then Now you know how & you know when Nineteen sixty, two thousand ten I'm a tell you where my people have been Same game now, same game then Now you know how & you know when Outro: Ya know, I'm a tell you something ... Every twenty years, they make a better mousetrap Let me tell you what it's about ... Out of slavery, you was a share cropper Then you started bootlegging alcohol Then you became a numbers runner like the lotto is legal in every state & then they brought in the crack c**aine & last but not least, now they got the felony You screw up once, they got you