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Lirik House Nigga - Boogie Down Productions
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Anda Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi mengetahui Syair
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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Let me see let me see
How should I start
If I say stop the violence I won't chart
Maybe I should write some songs like Mozart
'Cause many people don't believe rap is an art
Wake up shake up hypocrite look alive
Blastmaster KRS One will revive
Four or five million still deprived
When out to survive wake up and realize
Some people say I am a rap missionary
Some people say I am a walking dictionary
Some people say I am truly legendary
But what I am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain stationary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Doesn't make sense in my vocabulary
Uncle Tom house niggaz, too scary
So they can't be around, I don't do this
For every Jesus, there must be a Judas
It's the concept of the house nigga, field nigga
The house nigga will sell you up the river
So to massa, he'll look bigger
And when ya bet under a rock, he'll slither
But I'll grab the tail of the house nigga
Pull the trigger and his head I'll deliver
To the court of righteous people
Black, white, or Indian, we're all equal
So all ya racist codes I'll decode, explode
And eat you like apple pie a la mode
On a hot day, don't bring me no hamhocks
Cause round the clock, I'll kick their buttocks
All afternoon in the classroom, in the living room
In the bathroom, in the swimming pool
On a footstool, then I'll stop -- nope, April fools!
Whip out the baseball bat and somehow
March your racist butt to Moscow
Ya know what I'm saying?
Are there any, are there any intelligent people in the house?
What can I say, o ye of little faith
To think that KRS-One has surely been erased
What a waste,
How should I start
If I say stop the violence I won't chart
Maybe I should write some songs like Mozart
'Cause many people don't believe rap is an art
Wake up shake up hypocrite look alive
Blastmaster KRS One will revive
Four or five million still deprived
When out to survive wake up and realize
Some people say I am a rap missionary
Some people say I am a walking dictionary
Some people say I am truly legendary
But what I am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain stationary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Doesn't make sense in my vocabulary
Uncle Tom house niggaz, too scary
So they can't be around, I don't do this
For every Jesus, there must be a Judas
It's the concept of the house nigga, field nigga
The house nigga will sell you up the river
So to massa, he'll look bigger
And when ya bet under a rock, he'll slither
But I'll grab the tail of the house nigga
Pull the trigger and his head I'll deliver
To the court of righteous people
Black, white, or Indian, we're all equal
So all ya racist codes I'll decode, explode
And eat you like apple pie a la mode
On a hot day, don't bring me no hamhocks
Cause round the clock, I'll kick their buttocks
All afternoon in the classroom, in the living room
In the bathroom, in the swimming pool
On a footstool, then I'll stop -- nope, April fools!
Whip out the baseball bat and somehow
March your racist butt to Moscow
Ya know what I'm saying?
Are there any, are there any intelligent people in the house?
What can I say, o ye of little faith
To think that KRS-One has surely been erased
What a waste,
