MENACE CLAN - Runaway Slave lyrics

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We can take over the world, he said

And it's plenty gold in my country, he said

A 1000 men make a company, he said

But I gotta put into your butt lead, I say

When it's dark fuck the dumb, I'm on the run

Go to the shack for somebody black that wanna come

Original man in a swamp land habitat

Old man said, "Don't go," but fuck that

I gotta be free, they can't catch me

Cause I'm too quick for 'em, see?

Check the north star, goin' real far north

A straight line is designed for the shortest course

So a crooked devil wants me back now

He let his dogs go to chase this black down

But I ain't down with being caught, so I fought back

They gotta drag them a bleeding dead nigga back

But not like that, fool, I ain't going out

Before I do I bet I take one of these crackers out

(Freedom, freedom!) Fuck yeah, I killed him

(Freedom, freedom!) Now should I bury him? (Fuck nah!)

Fuck nah, he didn't do the same for my grandpa

Grandpa died with his finger like fuck y'all

Ran through the woods ( ? ) and I step in

Made a haystack for a black man that's sleeping

Next day well on my way up north

(Surround the nigga) trip cut short

Standing in the middle, know I'm black till the end

Waiting, in a second now the shots will begin

25 shotguns pointed at me, fuck y'all devils, now I'm free

Motherfucker, you'll never catch me

Runaway slave, I'm out of here ( ? ), I'm outtie

I'm a motherfucking slave, I'm tired, I'm thirsty and I'm hungry

Picking cotton to build a white man's country

My mother's working hard and she's dying of starvation

Never seen my brother, he's on another plantation

My father fought back, he wasn't going for this

Now he's hanging from a tree in the forest (damn)

My little sister gets raped and beaten

Nothing but dirty water and pork for eating

I can't take this shit no longer

As I work harder I get stronger and stronger

Looking at my chains and my chains are rusty red

( ?Look at? ) the bull grip, he don't trust me

But I'ma chill and wait till 12 o'clock

Pick up a rock, hit the chain and it broke in half (I'm out of here)

Now feel the wrath of a runaway slave

But I'm gonna stay brave

When I'm getting free I'm putting pale face in the grave

Thinking about my people and how I'm gonna free them

Pass my father body still hanging from a tree limb

Running and running and on the trail there's some dobermans

The smell of a sweaty black nigga, yeah, they know the scent

Picking up ground and I started to run faster

Double barrel pump fired by the slave master

I hid in some bushes so I can catch my breath

Trying to gather up the strength that I had left

If I could rest for a second I'd be gone

Oh shit, there goes the dobermans, the chase is back on

Them wanna catch me, them wanna take my freedom

Them can't catch me, them can't have my freedom

Them took it once I want it back, gimme my freedom

I kept on running, I thought I had 'em beaten

Until I ran into the middle of a Ku Klux Klan meeting

They all stopped, as they stood there staring at me

I must have seen a 100 guns they had pointed at me

White robes, white hoods, blue eyes

6 dobermans chewing on my thighs

I took a deep breath cause I knew what time it was

Just before they pulled their triggers I yelled, "Fuck y'all crackers!"