My Peoples Lyrics

Song	My Peoples
Artist	DJ Jazzy Jeff
Album	The Magnificent
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	作曲 : DeVaughn, Getz, Roane, Toledo ...
	I've seen streets, we're youth
	Are forced to take the long way home
	And I've seen mothers mourn
	The loss of there only born
	Still I believe, we are given nothin' more than we can beg
	A vision is only blurred when life seems unfair
	Who am I to judge the man with the needle in his veins
	When he's just chasing freedom to escape the pain
	Of the worlds fast paced pipe dreams and shortcomings
	He's just trying to make do and find a way out of nothing
	It's like, we damned if we do and damned if we don't
	And it's a very thin line between respect and being broke
	And being one red button away from World War III
	Always called the minority
	And always, always pulled over
	Facing police brutality
	Why is every street a living hell?
	Probably 'cause they want us to fail
	Yeah, three strikes and surely back to jail
	Like the slave ships when they sail
	Years and years of civil rights chasing to pass that bill
	But ask yourself, people have we changed or are we standing still
	Down and out struggling in this concrete jungle
	One check away from starvation, poverty
	But they say being free is about speaking your mind
	Prophesies too much and that's where they draw the line
	A line as thin as the line between war and peace
	A line as thin as the line between west and east
	One button away from World War III
	Being called a minority
	And being pulled, always being pulled over
	And subject to brutality
	Why is every street like a living hell?
	Probably 'cause they all just want us to fail
	And three strikes and surely back to jail
	Like the slaves ship when they sail but they don't know that
	My people whose pains are cornered
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	That's more peoples, more siesters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	That's more people, more sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples in jail
	That's more people than sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	More people, more sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell

	zuo qu : DeVaughn, Getz, Roane, Toledo ...
	I' ve seen streets, we' re youth
	Are forced to take the long way home
	And I' ve seen mothers mourn
	The loss of there only born
	Still I believe, we are given nothin' more than we can beg
	A vision is only blurred when life seems unfair
	Who am I to judge the man with the needle in his veins
	When he' s just chasing freedom to escape the pain
	Of the worlds fast paced pipe dreams and shortcomings
	He' s just trying to make do and find a way out of nothing
	It' s like, we damned if we do and damned if we don' t
	And it' s a very thin line between respect and being broke
	And being one red button away from World War III
	Always called the minority
	And always, always pulled over
	Facing police brutality
	Why is every street a living hell?
	Probably ' cause they want us to fail
	Yeah, three strikes and surely back to jail
	Like the slave ships when they sail
	Years and years of civil rights chasing to pass that bill
	But ask yourself, people have we changed or are we standing still
	Down and out struggling in this concrete jungle
	One check away from starvation, poverty
	But they say being free is about speaking your mind
	Prophesies too much and that' s where they draw the line
	A line as thin as the line between war and peace
	A line as thin as the line between west and east
	One button away from World War III
	Being called a minority
	And being pulled, always being pulled over
	And subject to brutality
	Why is every street like a living hell?
	Probably ' cause they all just want us to fail
	And three strikes and surely back to jail
	Like the slaves ship when they sail but they don' t know that
	My people whose pains are cornered
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	That' s more peoples, more siesters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	That' s more people, more sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples in jail
	That' s more people than sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	More people, more sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell

	zuò qǔ : DeVaughn, Getz, Roane, Toledo ...
	I' ve seen streets, we' re youth
	Are forced to take the long way home
	And I' ve seen mothers mourn
	The loss of there only born
	Still I believe, we are given nothin' more than we can beg
	A vision is only blurred when life seems unfair
	Who am I to judge the man with the needle in his veins
	When he' s just chasing freedom to escape the pain
	Of the worlds fast paced pipe dreams and shortcomings
	He' s just trying to make do and find a way out of nothing
	It' s like, we damned if we do and damned if we don' t
	And it' s a very thin line between respect and being broke
	And being one red button away from World War III
	Always called the minority
	And always, always pulled over
	Facing police brutality
	Why is every street a living hell?
	Probably ' cause they want us to fail
	Yeah, three strikes and surely back to jail
	Like the slave ships when they sail
	Years and years of civil rights chasing to pass that bill
	But ask yourself, people have we changed or are we standing still
	Down and out struggling in this concrete jungle
	One check away from starvation, poverty
	But they say being free is about speaking your mind
	Prophesies too much and that' s where they draw the line
	A line as thin as the line between war and peace
	A line as thin as the line between west and east
	One button away from World War III
	Being called a minority
	And being pulled, always being pulled over
	And subject to brutality
	Why is every street like a living hell?
	Probably ' cause they all just want us to fail
	And three strikes and surely back to jail
	Like the slaves ship when they sail but they don' t know that
	My people whose pains are cornered
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	That' s more peoples, more siesters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	That' s more people, more sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples in jail
	That' s more people than sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell
	My peoples was paints on the door
	My peoples all shapes and colors
	My peoples got more peoples with ills
	More people, more sisters and brothers
	My people stay strong as an ox
	My peoples will never fail
	My peoples will always remain
	Remain with a story to tell

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