Capital-''x'' Spic In Black текст песни, слова песни Spic In Black Capital-''x''
Capital-''x'' - Spic In Black
Why you never see me wearing bright colors on my back
And why does my appearance, always have a somber tone
Well there's good fucken reasons, for what I have on
See I wear black to rep the poor, the oppressed and the beaten down
Those living in the hopeless, hungry, poverty stricken parts of town
And I wear black for all the prisoners, that have long paid for their crimes
But are still locked in cages, cause they're victims of these times
And I wear black to morn for all those, that I've loved and lost
And for every inmate that's been crucified, since Christ on the cross
And I wear black for the forgotten, those left wondering the streets
With no place to rest their heads at, and no food to eat
An I wear black for every innocent child, that's been abandoned and abused
For everyone that's ever suffered, Whites Blacks Latinos and Jews
I wear black for every son and daughter, whose blood has been spilled
For everyone of my ancestors, Christopher Columbus killed
And I wear black for those who've never read, or listened to the words that Jesus said
For those that know the truth, but choose to live a lie instead
Thinking they're alright, with their dope whips (cars) and they chips stacked (money)
Well I wear black to remind us all, of the ones that been held back
[Hook]
I wear black for the sick, the lonely and old
And for the reckless ones, whose bad trips have left them cold
And I wear black for all the wasted lives, that could have been
Understand that every few minutes, we lose hundreds of men
I wear black for the hundreds of thousands, who have died
Believing that the Lord, was on their side
And I wear black for the millions, who have died
Believing that we all, were on they side
Man I wear black for all my peoples, locked down on cell blocks
And cause I'm still mourning, Biggie, L, Pac, and Scott-La-Rock
And I wear black for all my peoples, dying in meaningless wars
And I wear it for my son, whom I never saw
There are some things in this world, that need changing this I know
Cause things are all fucked up, no matter where you go
Well till I see the world start to move, to make some things right
You'll never see this mutha fucka, wearing a suit of white
Yea I'd love to wear a rainbow of colors, every single day
Get on the mic and tell the whole world, everything is O.K.
But it's not so I'll try to carry off, a little darkness on my back
Till things start looking brighter, I'll be known as the spic in black
[Hook: x2]
Yea I'm the spic in black, I represent the struggle
The have nots, the haven't gots, and all those that were born ta hustle
I represent everyone, locked up in a cell
Yea I'm the advocate for anybody, living this hell
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