Those are long days
Ready to lay on your back and deliver
Strong hands pushing you out
Like a black man com'in at ya
You don't know his name but he's ugly mean
Look'in at ya like ya done him wrong
He can wear a suit for a cover, but it ain't noth'in on the color
When he's on the street com'in at ya
And ya know ya done him wrong
With them hands that a ship a grown man a shiver
Off his own two feet
Wav'in like a yellow muddy creek
Those are long days
They been so long I think it's freedom
When I see a rebel heathen look'in
Like he want my coat
I watch it that I treat him nicely
Cause I wanna make him grin and knife me
Oh, Lord I wear a cross
Please forgive me
That I don't bear it rightly
He saved that man on the cross that would of knifed me
Now look at all he's left
24 hours a day and I'm too guilty to pray
cause I wear a chain around my neck
forgive me that I don't bear it
rightly
it's those long days that fight me
keep me beating with the bleed'in knuckles of my fists
some of them days gonna get knocked the hell down
the whole world gonna feel my science
under the scrutiny of two big bad fists
I could roll my eyes into my mouth
Cause I'm a hypocrite
But I ain't no ways put'in out
Not one bean over budget
When them days come round ly'in about tommoffow
Gonna be another this
Who said I knew I had it
Do you know where I'm from
You wanna go there
Ya bom with it so ya live with it
And ya know what it is
Extra fries
Baby 3
4,5
HUD,BUD,MUD
But-cha-do'-nt-get-bitter
Cuz-it-do'-nt-git-betta
If ya had any sense
Ya wo' nt read the letters
or answer the phone
From correctional or coffectional institutions
Win-they-know-ya-need-a-lone
Though you can't blame a brother when ya know they did him wrong
That's why ya never put it out
When ya know tommorrow com'in
I sho'fl don't mind a harder liv'in
It's cause I gotta natural shine
An american mind
That wanna tear the whole world down
To build it up in a better way
I know I'll be dead as soon as I hit my head
A couple times
But as show I'm live I will survive
Till victory is mine
That's my goal sing'in
I believe I can fly
Runn'in like a Leprechaun
To find my living soul
At the end of His rainbow
Ain't no shadow gonna cover me walk'in
In the sun
I can say grace and put away my loaded gun
I got plenty tears to swirl around the barrel
But I got years that a unassemble a loaded 44
When I was young I wanted to be a
American nat-tu-ral gal
Lov'in liv'in in the USA
Gnaw I ain't gotta cream cadillac and
Hell yeah I'm black
This ain't no color purple time
Yeah we still liv'in on the same dijrne
But I believe before my ship ever hit the port fo' sho'
I knew where I was headed to go
I ain't gotta Lie
I'm still hungry
I still cry
I'm still fight'in
With them long days
I still hold the barrel of my 44
I got the white man on my mind
With all my chill'in
Liv'in on the same dime
But I caught somth'in
Through all them wind shielded years liv'in blind
I got a idea to pin the American dream on time
We all gonna make it to the charity line and
I'm gone have a good time
On my way
Cause victory is mine
Victory
Is
Mine
Everyday.
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