Lirik Lagu Deuce & A Quarter - New Power Generation (N.P.G.)
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CHORUS:In my deuce and a quarter feelin' funky funky fineAnd I'm rockin' that stupid shitIn my deuce and a quarter feelin' funky funky fineAnd I'm rockin' that stupid shit
Rollin' in my deuce deuce 5Convertible top down so I can see the honeys passin' me byIt's a beautiful day in my neighborhoodBut 5 or 10 minutes, a criminal puts me in a bad moodAnd some would say that's just a black man's perspectiveBut nowaday, I find that it's reflectiveOf what I see goin' down everydayMy brothers and my sisters gettin' playedSo we revert 2 committin' dope, many brothers get hurtBy another brother who don't like salt in his dirtCuz in the streets, see, that's the way it isU keep your mouth shut and stay out of other people's bizSee, the system wasn't made 4 me or UAnd as a matter of fact, it wasn't made 4 a poor white who...Gets their weekly hitOr should I say that weekly checkAnd start depending on that shit like a glass dickThese are some of the feelings that I'm holdin'But everything's fine while I'm rollin'...
CHORUS
(Don't everyday)
How many, how many times must we commit crimesAgainst people no better off than us, but in our own minds?A-havin' it, grabbin' it, tastin' itAnd when U step off, I finally rub your face in itSee, the local's preacher is not suited 4 the have-notsThe poor get poorer and the rich continue 2 clock ... not!That means U end up with the bootyAnd we all know a broke man is a man with no friendsAnd that's basically the way society isAnd money talk, pusher walk and sleepin' on the politicsSoon we must live 2 consolidateAs we continue 2 consume instead of producin', seal our on fate(In my deuce and a quarter feelin' funky funky fine)People right now really don't give a damn(And I'm rockin' that stupid shit)Cuz in the 20 mile radius, there's probably not one black and...Hispanic taken 4 granted and left 2 clean their own shit up, huhNo need 4 panic, I'm outThat's bullshit!
CHORUS
In my... in my... in my...Rockin' that stupid shitRockin'... rockin'... rockin' that stupid shit
Rollin' in my deuce deuce 5Convertible top down so I can see the honeys passin' me byIt's a beautiful day in my neighborhoodBut 5 or 10 minutes, a criminal puts me in a bad moodAnd some would say that's just a black man's perspectiveBut nowaday, I find that it's reflectiveOf what I see goin' down everydayMy brothers and my sisters gettin' playedSo we revert 2 committin' dope, many brothers get hurtBy another brother who don't like salt in his dirtCuz in the streets, see, that's the way it isU keep your mouth shut and stay out of other people's bizSee, the system wasn't made 4 me or UAnd as a matter of fact, it wasn't made 4 a poor white who...Gets their weekly hitOr should I say that weekly checkAnd start depending on that shit like a glass dickThese are some of the feelings that I'm holdin'But everything's fine while I'm rollin'...
CHORUS
(Don't everyday)
How many, how many times must we commit crimesAgainst people no better off than us, but in our own minds?A-havin' it, grabbin' it, tastin' itAnd when U step off, I finally rub your face in itSee, the local's preacher is not suited 4 the have-notsThe poor get poorer and the rich continue 2 clock ... not!That means U end up with the bootyAnd we all know a broke man is a man with no friendsAnd that's basically the way society isAnd money talk, pusher walk and sleepin' on the politicsSoon we must live 2 consolidateAs we continue 2 consume instead of producin', seal our on fate(In my deuce and a quarter feelin' funky funky fine)People right now really don't give a damn(And I'm rockin' that stupid shit)Cuz in the 20 mile radius, there's probably not one black and...Hispanic taken 4 granted and left 2 clean their own shit up, huhNo need 4 panic, I'm outThat's bullshit!
CHORUS
In my... in my... in my...Rockin' that stupid shitRockin'... rockin'... rockin' that stupid shit
