Killer Mike - Burn lyrics

rate me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Your folks, my folks

my folks, your folks

whoever was poor

It seems a nigga can't get a job, but I can get arrested

Though shit was changing with this Black president shit

My bitch got me fucked up, goin' to get tested

Cause while I was locked up, she was livin' reckless

Just another ordeal a real nigga got a deal with

If you on the bottom rightyou gotta feel this

I know that you're frustrated and you want to kill shit

Stock pile your weapons cause that day just might come real quick

Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down

Yeah, yeah, yeah I will burn this motherfucker down

Your folks, my folks

my folks, your folks

whoever was poor

They say the cop wrote a letter apologizing to Oscar

Guess they say I'm wrong because I still say drop him

Police in the ghetto, they is killin' niggas daily

But when we get to bustin' back, they say that we crazy

Prisons overcrowded and schools is too

Cause they undereducate ya and got a place for you

Yeaaaah!

Niggas go to prison, the new age slavery

Now you know why they undereducate your baby

Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down

Yeah, yeah, yeah I will burn this motherfucker down

Your folks, my folks

my folks, your folks

whoever was poor

They say get a job, you can 'Think & Grow Rich'

But what are you to do when a dollar ain't worth shit

And the jobs ain't hirin' and unemployment is gone

They gonna repo your car and foreclose your home

me, I suggest you get yourself a shotgun

so when they come to evict you can make'em run

the banks got bailed out but we still suffering

so i got a gun cuz i done had enough of'em

Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down

Yeah, yeah, yeah I will burn this motherfucker down

They say love Jesus and listen to your pastor

But Jesus told the truth and the pastor's a lying bastard

All he talk about is economic elevation

And all Jesus talked about was soul salvation

Jesus sat with the sick and He walked with the poor

And if he gave blood for our sins why we givin more

I got some gangster disciples at church with me tonight

With that $5 worth of gas and a match book of lights

Burn, yeah, yeah, yeah, this motherfucker down

Yeah, yeah, yeah I will burn this motherfucker down

Thanks to MO for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to JJ for correcting these lyrics