| Song | The Frustrated Nigga |
| Artist | Jeru the Damaja |
| Album | Wrath Of The Math |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Davis, Martin | |
| Out of the fog into the smog, he walks in, he's ready for victory | |
| He walks again by night, ruthlessly, meetin' wit the unknown | |
| It's the educated field nigga, trained in guerilla | |
| Warfare plus equipped wit mental hardware | |
| Manifestin' organizational skills' | |
| Cuz organizational skills kills more devils than bullets | |
| Pull it, the psychological trigger and be a real nigga | |
| Happy as a runaway slave in the jungle | |
| The concrete jungle, here's your scars weary | |
| Here's your arms don't fear 'em | |
| But you might die if you bail against the system | |
| Another nigga caught up in the system | |
| To amend my invisible chains and deviate from the system | |
| No longer shall | |
| I be a victim, victimized, circumsized | |
| By the lies of the system, it's equivalent to bein' nonexisent | |
| I used to be a pawn in the game | |
| Now, I change my postion, | |
| I'm makin' moves | |
| Beware of the frustrated nigga know what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| Ride the pale horse, triumphantly | |
| Put a saddle on his back, take him to hell and back | |
| You could take a nigga out the jungle | |
| But you can't take the jungle out the cat | |
| Black cats, brown cats, all types of cats | |
| Mental fusion, it's no illusion or delusion | |
| Of grandeur but the way we were and will be and ever shall be | |
| Eternally but you mask my present existence | |
| In ignorance, mock my appearance | |
| Yet yearn for my esscence, steal my lessons | |
| So I reeducate, unlearn what was taught, hold down the fort | |
| Each one teach one, now | |
| I got support | |
| We don't need no water, let the muthafuka burn down to the ground | |
| America, America, the beautiful thoughts | |
| From a frustrated nigga, you know what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| Systematic, destruction of the original man | |
| Drugs by nigga on nigga, cocaine, morphine, nicotine | |
| The evil of men run through my bloodstream | |
| And the blood of kings runs through my bloodstream | |
| This dignified bastard, hazardous to the health of | |
| AmericaBlack rebel in your area, psychoanalyze this | |
| Then send your forces 'cuz now we mean business | |
| You should now bear a witness to a new brand of nigga | |
| This nigga is smarter than the nigga of time's past | |
| This nigga is the nigga of the future | |
| This nigga will emancipate himself from the title of nigga | |
| And restore his title as king | |
| So beware, beware, beware, beware the frustrated nigga |
| zuo ci : Davis, Martin | |
| Out of the fog into the smog, he walks in, he' s ready for victory | |
| He walks again by night, ruthlessly, meetin' wit the unknown | |
| It' s the educated field nigga, trained in guerilla | |
| Warfare plus equipped wit mental hardware | |
| Manifestin' organizational skills' | |
| Cuz organizational skills kills more devils than bullets | |
| Pull it, the psychological trigger and be a real nigga | |
| Happy as a runaway slave in the jungle | |
| The concrete jungle, here' s your scars weary | |
| Here' s your arms don' t fear ' em | |
| But you might die if you bail against the system | |
| Another nigga caught up in the system | |
| To amend my invisible chains and deviate from the system | |
| No longer shall | |
| I be a victim, victimized, circumsized | |
| By the lies of the system, it' s equivalent to bein' nonexisent | |
| I used to be a pawn in the game | |
| Now, I change my postion, | |
| I' m makin' moves | |
| Beware of the frustrated nigga know what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Ride the pale horse, triumphantly | |
| Put a saddle on his back, take him to hell and back | |
| You could take a nigga out the jungle | |
| But you can' t take the jungle out the cat | |
| Black cats, brown cats, all types of cats | |
| Mental fusion, it' s no illusion or delusion | |
| Of grandeur but the way we were and will be and ever shall be | |
| Eternally but you mask my present existence | |
| In ignorance, mock my appearance | |
| Yet yearn for my esscence, steal my lessons | |
| So I reeducate, unlearn what was taught, hold down the fort | |
| Each one teach one, now | |
| I got support | |
| We don' t need no water, let the muthafuka burn down to the ground | |
| America, America, the beautiful thoughts | |
| From a frustrated nigga, you know what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Systematic, destruction of the original man | |
| Drugs by nigga on nigga, cocaine, morphine, nicotine | |
| The evil of men run through my bloodstream | |
| And the blood of kings runs through my bloodstream | |
| This dignified bastard, hazardous to the health of | |
| AmericaBlack rebel in your area, psychoanalyze this | |
| Then send your forces ' cuz now we mean business | |
| You should now bear a witness to a new brand of nigga | |
| This nigga is smarter than the nigga of time' s past | |
| This nigga is the nigga of the future | |
| This nigga will emancipate himself from the title of nigga | |
| And restore his title as king | |
| So beware, beware, beware, beware the frustrated nigga |
| zuò cí : Davis, Martin | |
| Out of the fog into the smog, he walks in, he' s ready for victory | |
| He walks again by night, ruthlessly, meetin' wit the unknown | |
| It' s the educated field nigga, trained in guerilla | |
| Warfare plus equipped wit mental hardware | |
| Manifestin' organizational skills' | |
| Cuz organizational skills kills more devils than bullets | |
| Pull it, the psychological trigger and be a real nigga | |
| Happy as a runaway slave in the jungle | |
| The concrete jungle, here' s your scars weary | |
| Here' s your arms don' t fear ' em | |
| But you might die if you bail against the system | |
| Another nigga caught up in the system | |
| To amend my invisible chains and deviate from the system | |
| No longer shall | |
| I be a victim, victimized, circumsized | |
| By the lies of the system, it' s equivalent to bein' nonexisent | |
| I used to be a pawn in the game | |
| Now, I change my postion, | |
| I' m makin' moves | |
| Beware of the frustrated nigga know what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Ride the pale horse, triumphantly | |
| Put a saddle on his back, take him to hell and back | |
| You could take a nigga out the jungle | |
| But you can' t take the jungle out the cat | |
| Black cats, brown cats, all types of cats | |
| Mental fusion, it' s no illusion or delusion | |
| Of grandeur but the way we were and will be and ever shall be | |
| Eternally but you mask my present existence | |
| In ignorance, mock my appearance | |
| Yet yearn for my esscence, steal my lessons | |
| So I reeducate, unlearn what was taught, hold down the fort | |
| Each one teach one, now | |
| I got support | |
| We don' t need no water, let the muthafuka burn down to the ground | |
| America, America, the beautiful thoughts | |
| From a frustrated nigga, you know what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Systematic, destruction of the original man | |
| Drugs by nigga on nigga, cocaine, morphine, nicotine | |
| The evil of men run through my bloodstream | |
| And the blood of kings runs through my bloodstream | |
| This dignified bastard, hazardous to the health of | |
| AmericaBlack rebel in your area, psychoanalyze this | |
| Then send your forces ' cuz now we mean business | |
| You should now bear a witness to a new brand of nigga | |
| This nigga is smarter than the nigga of time' s past | |
| This nigga is the nigga of the future | |
| This nigga will emancipate himself from the title of nigga | |
| And restore his title as king | |
| So beware, beware, beware, beware the frustrated nigga |