Bush - David Banner

Mama ain’t got no cash, daddy ain’t got no doe

So daddy went to my mama and started pimpin that ho

Man it’s hard times, niggas ain’t got shit

Nothin but billy clubs to they head and they ass kicked

Heroin in they vein, cocaine up in they brain

Man what you expect, America gave us pain

So fuck it, now we thugs, we peddle your mean drugs

And takin mean mugs, and fill 'em with those slugs

I gave up fake gods, and Jesus don’t look like us

Why y’all think we gon' kill and just don’t give a hot fuck

Devil, that’s how you made us, hiatus up in the pen

Man we came out blind, that’s why we going back in

But God, I’mma teach 'em, reach 'em up in these streets

Bush, I’m runnin' up in this shit like a track meet

You murdered, up in Texas where killin' is such a sin

The first month you in office you started killin' again

But shit, we just some niggas and that’s how the game go

Y’all took us up out of slavery, straight out to Death Row

Y’all may of, made us slaves but never make us your ho

God, you my pimp so let’s start exposin' these hoes

Y’all judges some weak pussies, y’all preaches some rapin' fags

These people that made us slaves, these niggas wavin' they flags

America ain’t shit but home of the hot lick

They hang us up by a rope, then laugh and cut off our dick

Have y’all niggas ever thought about

All the things we been talkin' bout

Down in Mississippi

Down in Mississippi

Have y’all niggas ever thought about

All the things we been talkin' bout

Down in Mississippi

Down in Mississippi

Have y’all niggas ever thought about

All the things we been talkin' bout

Down in Mississippi

Down in Mississippi