So Long (Album Version|Explicit)

So Long (Album Version|Explicit) - David Banner

Written by：W. Poole/L. Crump

I think for the most part

Our generation is

Is filled with a bunch of f**king cowards

And I say that man

Because we beef amongst each other

We kill and we shoot each other in our own hoods

And we bang each other

We don't bang cops

Ya know what I'm saying

And one thing

That these muthaf**kas in America know

They know we ain't gonna do sh*t

I'm gripping the nina

Visions of 911

Visions of three sixes no sevens

This is bush onomics

George is our modern day ronald regan

I pray to god in the midst of payers

Niggaz I'm just saying

When do we stop playing

When do we stop pimping and start spraying

50 shots for every cop that popped sean bell

His body laying

But they acquit

Cause they know that our generation won't do sh*t

Nothing nada

But every rapper is a shotta

Or a don dotta or a killa

But you ain't killing nothing in this piece

Unless it's another ni**a

Tryna raise boys to supermen

And while I'm nutty f**k Arthur j cooper man

It's never justice for blacks

But they send just us to Iraq

With poor whites and Latinos

I pray to god that you hear this single

This is banners middle finger y'all yeah

I've been waiting in the hood for so long

I've been waiting in the hood for so long

For some niggaz to stand up in here

We some soliders and we have no fear

I've been waiting in the hood for so long

I've been waiting in the hood for so long

For some niggaz to stand up in here

We some soliders and we have no fear

Ms Kathryn Johnston

Was murdered by police in northwest Atlanta

But I don't hear it in the streets

Where the anger in the hood for this old lady dying

Dc6 ain't sh*t but cops lying

Ain't sh*t but bullets flying

39 slugs of under covers

F**k the law

This was somebody damn grandmother

And she died over crack sales

Crooked a** cops or some niggaz tryna flip yayo

You ain't have to sell it in her yard

You ain't trapping b**ch

You yapping to the muthaf**king guards

And I got a damn question

Why the city ain't pissed off

When I know y'all heard shots

When that old lady got hauled off

Y'all yeah

I've been waiting in the hood for so long

I've been waiting in the hood for so long

For some niggaz to stand up in here

We some soliders and we have no fear

I've been waiting in the hood for so long

I've been waiting in the hood for so long

For some niggaz to stand up in here

We some soliders and we have no fear

I wanna see a ni**a ride for something dawg

Fight for something

Fight anybody but your muthaf**king self ni**a

We sell ***

But we only sell *** to our self

We bang

But only bang on our self

We do every f**king negative thing

And niggaz is so hard

Niggaz on radio and on cds

On tapes and on movies

They got guns

They got pistols

But ain't nobody shooting at nothing but their self

Fear is the only thing that people respect

And we forgive everybody but our self

These cops are gonna have to fear something

Something gonna have to happen

Ni**a if y'all gonna march

March to the muthaf**king cops house my ni**a

Make these muthaf**kas fear something dude

They got us scared

They got niggaz scared to go to strip clubs ni**a

Ya know sh*t my ni**a like

Something gotta happen

I'll say it my ni**a

Cause I ain't scared

I ain't scared of sh*t

I'm scared of god

I'm scared of god first

And I'm scared of taking the blessing

That god has given me

And leading somebody down the wrong path

Down the wrong path

Down the wrong path

Down the wrong path

Down the wrong path