mc ren - still ain't free lyrics
[intro: mc ren talking]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 1: mc ren]
who that n-gga you can call to spit some sh-t?
and ain’t scared of the government, you n-ggas loving it
we spread out, in different positions
trying to break these motherf-ckers outta prison
listen, mayday on the front line
n-gga we g’s up in the game, we bust until we flatline
then they want my black -ss to rock the vote
they want as many n-ggas they can to fill the boat
but these house n-ggas, go fight in iraq
crying to they mamma, now, they wanna come back
shouldn’t took your black -ss in the service
and f-ck if i make you nervous
i’m a speaking black revolutionary, that’s my t-tle
while these stupid n-ggas wanna be american idols
still ride for the streets, since day one
we rough with ours, homie straight outta compton
[hook: mc ren]
n-ggas still ain’t free
in the streets or in the penitentiaries
n-ggas dyin’ all over the world
america k!llin’ all over the world
n-ggas in the street gotta k!ll to eat
can’t trust the b-tch, keep your heat
sh-t is f-cked up all over the world
no matter where you go, it’s all over the world
it’s all over the world
[verse 2: mc ren]
who the n-ggas sayin’ f-ck the police on every song?
free speech your b-tch is raised my pitch
get these n-ggas excited, then indicted
get that swisher outta my pocket, roll it and light it
my mothaf-ckin’ phone’s tapped
f.b.i. ain’t stopped f-ckin’ with me since eazy
y’all know, when your black -ss speak out
they’re followin’ the n-gga, route for route
want ‘ren to come bow down, be thier puppet
but not in compton, we just yell f-ck it
see, y’all want that american dream
but you gotta sleep to dream, rub your -ss clean
we’re real n-ggas won’t settle for sh-t
keep bustin’ and cussin’ at the government
n-gga this the villain, y’all know about me
we bust back, you n-ggas can’t f-ck with that
[hook: mc ren]
[verse 3: mc ren]
world wide vendetta, this reparations above cheddar
we got to f-ck and get it together
so each one teach one for the struggle
being black in america is some sh-t to juggle
they won’t give mothaf-ckers a job
they wanna throw you in the pen’ when you forced to rob
but the villain is back, with the black panther of rap
paris my n-gga, you other fools never got bigger
i make this whole system quiver
with the street sh-t, i’ma deliver, from my villa
here i go again scarin’ people to death
america hold your breath, we the last left
they still got my black -ss on the bottom
you mothaf-ckers in the jury, that’s why i shot them
i shot down one, to get away from two
now tell me what the f-ck i’ma suppose to do?
[hook: mc ren]
[outro: mc ren talking]
yeah, mc mothaf-ckin’ ren
with my n-gga paris, guerrilla funk, out
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