Lirik Lagu Harlem Streets - Immortal Technique
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[Verse 1]Yeah.... Harlem streets stay flooded in white powderLike those mother fuckers runnin' away from the twin towersGun shots rock the earth like a meteor showerBowling For Columbine, fair, giving the media powerInnocence devoured like a chicken spot snack boxGovernment cocain cooked into ghetto crack rockCorrupt cops false testimony at your arraignmentCheck to check, constant struggle to make the paymentsWorking your whole life wondering where the day wentThe subway stays pakced like a multi-cultural slave shipIt's rush hour, 2:30 to 8, non stoppin'And people coming home after corporate share croppinAnd fuck flossin, mothers are trying to feed childrenBut gentrification is kicking them out of their buildingA generation of babies born without health careFamilies homeless, thrown the fuck off of the welfare
[Hook]Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?
[Verse 2]It's like Cambodia the killing fields uptownWe live in distress and hang the flag upside downThe sound of conservative politicians on televisionPeople in the hood are blind so they tell us to listenThey vote for us to go to war instantlyBut none of their kids serving the infantryThe odds are stacked against us like a casinoThink about it, most of the army is black and latinoAnd if you can't acknowledge the reality of my wordsYou just another stupid mother fucker out on the curbTrying to escape from the ghetto with your ignorant waysBut you can't read history at an illiterate stageAnd you can't raise a family on minimum wageWhy the fuck you think most of us are locked in a cageI give niggaz the truth, cause they pride is indigentYou better off rich and guilty than poor and innocentBut I'm sick of feeling impotent watching the world burnIn the era of ap
[Hook]Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?
[Verse 2]It's like Cambodia the killing fields uptownWe live in distress and hang the flag upside downThe sound of conservative politicians on televisionPeople in the hood are blind so they tell us to listenThey vote for us to go to war instantlyBut none of their kids serving the infantryThe odds are stacked against us like a casinoThink about it, most of the army is black and latinoAnd if you can't acknowledge the reality of my wordsYou just another stupid mother fucker out on the curbTrying to escape from the ghetto with your ignorant waysBut you can't read history at an illiterate stageAnd you can't raise a family on minimum wageWhy the fuck you think most of us are locked in a cageI give niggaz the truth, cause they pride is indigentYou better off rich and guilty than poor and innocentBut I'm sick of feeling impotent watching the world burnIn the era of ap
