Mistah FAB

Mistah FAB - What Huey Told Me lyrics

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Last night I had a dream that I spoke with huey

Told me that he love and respect what I do for the community

Said the power and the people, if people use their power

Building the infrastructure, first get rid of them cowards

Stand firm on your belief and supoort it with truth

Create an army full of soldiers and rally the troops

Education is key, attack with a proper approach

Stay clear headed, no alcohol, weed or the dope

Learned from my mistakes, control and dominate

Destroy and procreate, we rise to elevate

Politicians tell lies to rise cause they hela fake

Revolutionary suicide, beside selling face

Religion and slavery, pastors just be sellin faith

Promise in heaven, knowing we in hell this place

Thin line before hero and a villain’s place

The card game is real, you know just how they feel the apes

Gentrification is rebuilding a vare nation

Pushing south, forces the hopandation

While they make the things that was ugly, beautiful

The ghetto turned pretty, that’s annihilate then

Politicians truth that they hide in the text books

They know we won’t read it, so put it in the textbooks

Rather give us welfare, to fund the warfare

Deny us the healthcare, knowing it’s a war here

Ghetto systematically, forces to search for salary

Materialistic praises, the reason of casualties

Prison systems built daily, wise men drove crazy

Europe at the corner store, call you cousin and then say pay me

Fuck you, in his own language

And if you don’t, he will pull out that chrome stainless

The suspect named be said, if he black on the news

And if he not black, you know that his name remain nameless

You know I ain’t racist, I know too many races

I got a lot of friends, from many different nations

And we just tryina build one brotherhood

But man that’s all when you know that your brother would

Kill you at the quickness of your brother could

Get you for anything he found like another jug

And they wanna blame these problems on obama

Knowing damn well they were bush’s problems, on my mama.

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