X-Raided - White Man's Burden lyrics

* - one of 5 new releases on this "Greatest Hits" album [First Verse] My fore fathers was bought and sold, raped and sodomized Now after eight hundred years you decide to apologize Apology not accepted, too late for repentin' Time to ride, homicide to William Clinton That a** rippin', penetrated with baseball bats Shoot him up with h**n and get him hooked on crack Black folks been sufferin' in the United States These United Snakes got us in divided States Shell-shocked, Hell's got to be here on Earth In the ghetto circumstances can't get no worse Certain chances we takin' to survive, we got no choices So we rappin' hopin' we can make it happen with our voices I was too small for football, too short for hoops So I rode with the Crips and cliques thick with troops X-Raided them tricks hated but I don't give a f** Uneducated b**hes don't realize they stuck You're oblivious to the fact that your life is hideous We're holdin' our own and we don't need you to pity us Plus, we got our own kind holdin' us down Those who sold their souls, but it'll be cold When we catch you, I bet you'll receive the d**h sentence Turnin' racist generals into pulp non-fiction Circumcision the "G" way Murder the D.A Hit 'em with hollow slugs, show him no lee-way [Chorus: repeat 2X] It's too late for apologies f** your sorrow Doin' it one day at a time yellin' "f** tomorrow!" In the streets it's crack, guns, and infected b**hes Genocide on the down-low, the White Man's wishes [Second Verse] My father figures was Arnold "Schwarzan***a" and Sly Styllone Puttin' visions of murder in a n***a's dome, early on I grew up, watchin' Al Pacino and Nino Brown Tarentino is the one who let me know how to put it down Television created a gang of n***as like me We learned how to k** at home watchin' T.V It poisoned my mind as a youth Introduced me to money, mayhem, and murder, I'm the product it produced Let me loose to prowl, now they sayin' I'm a k**er Cuz European ideology's all about the scrilla Ain't y'all feelin' the devastation you're causin' the Earth? Steady exploitin' the milk of this b**h for all that it's worth When it's ready to blow up, they gone leave this World and go on to Mars Leave us torn and everybody up will be reachin' for stars Why my people so caught up in money, cars, and b**hes? Don't you realize, you're fulfillin' the White Man's wishes? [Chorus] [Third Verse] Lord forgive for all the blood that his body bled And all the tears that his Mommy shed The book says "Thou Shalt Not k**", but I've seen more blood spill Than all them vets on Hamburger Hill It's real post war syndrome I went to see my homie but his Mama told the homie been gone And every time I turn around, it's a body on the ground Fresh gun shot wounds, but he didn't hear a sound When he came out the womb, nobody told him he would be dead so soon The gauge went BOOM It's America, I know you got a cure for AIDS We need a cure for rage, on the rampage Can you feel it? The tension's in the air thick And hate got me so high I'm gettin' airsick You got my people broke, lookin' for a buck to borrow Doin' it one day at a time, fu*k TOMORROW! f** your song! I want revenge! I got a beretta named Vendetta Time to answer for your sins n***a And when you meet your creator tell him I said, "I apologize" But I gotta ride... [Chorus] - repeat til' fade