Black Cream (The Negro Epidemic) (Feat. Big Shug)

歌詞

"Black cream" [Chorus] [Big Shug] (Reks) From chains to whips To chains and whips Hopped off the slave ships into the fly kicks Floss our ice, gettin' paper All my niggas want paper We just gotta get paper (We bought your American Dream The negro epidemic, black cream) Black cream [Verse One] [Reks] Dear Oprah Winfrey I know misogyny Is rampant in our music and it pains you severely But Dear Ms. Billion Dollar Income Hear me The path to success isn't merely: Respect self, sincerely, remember Celie? Slaved after mister And when she disobeyed then he whipped her Well we was picked up, broke down, whipped up Said, "Thanks" to master when he tipped us Upon tree, lift us Noose as a necktie Excuses, I guess I Use cause I refuse to let my Ego be abused by the stereotype That blacks just might be better off as have nots Than to have cops, harass us Poor Jacqueline Onassis Husband gunned down, supporting our black asses We as poor folks frown upon a brother's success The more he has, then we have less And we have yet, been able to afford Without buying the store Instead of repair, get all the white Airs Force 1/one to look in the mirror And be ashamed as the truth appears Nigga, negro, Afro, hero To the youth who want to rhyme for deniro And shine like them joints in the earlobes The pain I've seen Watchin' my people spend they black cream [Chorus] [Big Shug] (Reks) From chains to whips To chains and whips Hopped off the slave ships into the fly kicks Floss our ice, gettin' paper All my niggas want paper We just gotta get paper (We bought your American Dream The negro epidemic, black cream) Black cream [Verse Two] [Reks] Everybody ain't Kanye West lord I tell the kids, get a dream you can afford But kids want stunts, smoke blunts and impress broads Sip on syrup cause they idol got his cup What this does Is make it harder to give a fuck The impulse To ball got Cosby pissed off That "buck that bought the bottle Coulda struck the lotto" To invest in scratch tickets is a fucked up motto Dress our autos, barely dress our kids Some want Tims, but he gon' wait Daddy need new rims Damn Did I write that right? Question is Are you gonna right that wrong? Put my mic back on Free speech is tell a nigga 'bout a nigga's self You poor knowledge even if you got dumb wealth Poor knowledge? Dumb wealth? All the money in the world, your black ass can't spell help Chains and whips to chains and whips Right into the latest kicks And we Floss our ice Brush off haters Black man's plight Lusting paper (We just gonna get paper) We bought your American dream The negro epidemic, black cream (Black cream) "Black cream" [Big Shug singing] Heeeey Stay on your grind baby Brush off the haters Remain a player Gettin' this paper Black cream, yeeeeah Black cream, yeeeeah Gettin' this paper Gettin' this paper Black cream [Outro] [Big Shug talking] Big Shug. Reks. This is how we get down man Cats is fightin' for money out there We gotta keep it movin' man. One way or the other. I'm out