Badlands (feat. Swing) — текст песни (Mcneal Lutricia)

(McNeal/Jay G/Papalexis/Larossi/Benn/Yacoub/Swing)
I`m talking about the badlands
Ain`t nothing but a sadland
I don`t blame it on the city
But the badlands put its mark on you
I see Johnny at the corner
As the Popsicleman
All of a sudden he`s got a gun in his hand
Now Johnny`s in a wheelchair
`Cause of the Popsicleman
At the wrong place at the wrong time
Now he understands
I need to find some peace of mind
I need a rest, I need to unwind
This hangin` and bangin` goin` on
This ain`t no hell, this is my home
Talking about the badlands
Ain`t nothing but a sadland
I don`t blame it on the city
But the badlands put its mark on you
Bad Land!/You gotta know the streets muthaf-a/It can`t be no one
time beef muthaf-a/Can you feel me really/I hope you rocking mic`s
/than you ain`t slinging dope/Check the masses who major in the
gunblast on yah filthy rich ass/cause you ain`t never cut class/
But they did/now they`re f-n` underrated/Y`all showed no love/so
now their hearts are full with hatred/And ain`t trying to throw no
joints, or no bullsh.../Just drink liquor, smoke hydro and just pull
sh.../Stay jigg without the man, stack the grand/cause the plan done
work/Now we`re duckin` from Uncle Sam/Blam! Take that on yah
way out/Stay out. Yah days out - lights out!/Back to my hideout/You
inside out makes the inside edition/A scar is my tradition/Doin` you
in intermission
Swing appears courtesy of Dr. Records
A lot of sad things has happended to people that I know and
grew up with. Some of them are no longer with us. Everytime
I go back to N.E.OKC it dawns on me how sick it is that it has
to be this way. I`m happy that Swing laid his fat rap on this
song and that he voiced his opinion since he is from New York.