ฟังเพลงUs (Explicit)

Us (Explicit) - Ice Cube (冰块酷八)

Could you tell me who released our animal instinct

Got the white man sitting there tickled pink

Laughing at us on the avenue

Busting caps at each other after having brew

We can't enjoy ourselves

Too busy jealous of each others wealth

Comming up is just in me

But the black community is full of envy

Too much back-stabbing

While I look up the street I see all the japs grabbing

Every vacant lot in my neighborhood

Build a store and sell their goods

To the county of sips

You know us po niggas nappy hair and big lips

Four or five babies on your crotch

And you expect uncle sam to help us out

We ain't nothing but porchmonkeys

To the average bigot redneck honky

You say coming up is a must

But before we can come up take a look at us

And all y'all d**e-dealers

Your as bad as the po-lice cause ya kill us

You got rich when you started slanging d**e

But you ain't built us a supermarket

So when can spend our money with the blacks

Too busy buying gold an caddilacs

That's what ya doing with the money that ya raising

Exploiting us like the caucasians did

For 400 years I got 400 tears for 400 peers

Died last year from gang-related crimes

That's why I got gang-related rhymes

But when I do a show ta kick some facts

Us blacks don't know how ta act

Sometimes I believe the hype man

Were messing up ourselves and blame the white man

But don't point the finger you jiggaboo

Take a look at yourself ya dumb ni**a you

Pretty soon hip-hop won't be so nice

No ice cube just vannilla ice

And y'all sit and scream and cus

But theres no one ta blame but us

Us will always sing the blues

Cause all we care about is hairstyles and tennis shoes

But if ya step on mine ya pushed a button

Cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothing

Just like a beast

But I'm the first ni**a ta holler out peace black man

I beat my wife and children to a pulp

When I get drunk and smoke d**e

Got a bad heart condition

Still eat hog-mogs an chitlins

Bet my money on the dice and the horses

Jobless so I'm a hope for the armed forces

Go to church but they tease us

Wit a picture of a blue-eyed jesus

They used to call me negro

After all this time I'm still busting up the chiffarobe

No respect and didn't know it

And I'm having more babies than I really can afford

In jail cause I can't pay the mother

Held back in life because some of color

Now this is just a little summary

Of us but y'all think its dumb of me

To hold a mirror to ya face but trust

Nobody gives a f**k about