Текст песни «Dead Prez - Food Clothes And Shelter»

[sticman]
Yeaha'afor all my peoples that's hungry

[chorus]
A nigga need food, ya got to have food for ya health
And clothes, gear to keep a steam for yaself
Son, shelter, a place to lay for rest when ya stressed
Over life, 'cause it's trife and aint no god gon help ya

[sticman]
I feel the winter heart creepina'avicious as the wind, which is life,
when it's deep without a meanina'aa trife scene it screams
Niggas fiendina'athe pipe dream and some be seemin
like the only way to keep breathin in the slumsa'abut nothing comes
And keeping funds is like dreamina'a
my situation no solutiona'aeven the young become demons
Where I'm from shit is unyieldinga'aSomething like three-hundred million
gun wielding black rats trapped in one building
With low ceilingsa'aand no feelingsa'a
cutthroat villainsa'a Dope dealingsa'aand glossy eyed pavilions
Sunken facesa'aand powder tracesa'a
My people slave for the basicsa'athe powerless devoured in the matrix
Of politics, pimps and glass pipesa'a
From gun blast and flickin off blunt asha'athe cash heist
The fast lifea'a where the have-nots rule
Stick and grab plotsa'atoting tools, victim last by some jewels
Round the world, we stay stuck in capsulesa'ashackled
And crackas got homes like castles
I figure the only way this nigga got to go is wild
Plottin licks for liberationa'astockin cap style

[chorus x2]

[m-1]
I was born in the storm hearin gun clap from thunder
See my childhood peersa'acatchin years by the number
I wake up from hungera'atry to lift my stress that I'm under
How I made it this far makes me wonder
You in a fight for ya life, for basic human rights
Can't afford the boomin pricesa'ait's economic crisis
Life is a sacrifice, I'm down to my last bag of rice
They forcin us to live like laboratory mice
Like fuckin laboratory mice that's right
You wear the camaflougea'abut do u choose to live the soldiers life
I told u before this is a war not a play fight
Taught to be a slave from the womb to the gravesite
Some of us even share the views of the Kaina Knights
Tryna be whitea'abut they gon lose in this game of life
So dead that! I tie my dread back and schemea'a
Put a star on my red black and greena'a

[chorus x2]

[bridge]
What do power mean, our team
seem to think it means sour cream
'cause our dreams got us fiendin for the power son
And huey p said political power come from the barrel of the gun
What do power mean, I believe in thieving
And smoking weed, 'cause everything happens for a reason
I hope my seed grow up and get even, it's open season
And if you poor and black, you know the reasona'ayeah