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Fordítás: Amerika. Brothers and Sisters.
uh, I feel bad about all the brothers And sisters gettin' pulled right out of their neighborhoods All the cities and small towns in America That go over there and
Paid, I'm Paid, I'm Paid [Verse 1] Give a woman none (uh' uh') I already gave my brother some It's my sister's turn Ain't it funny how the fish do burn
ain't that a rule So look at here Brothers and sisters and friends, dig this So quit your dreaming all night Stop beatin' yourself and get up and fight
these prison walls I got this pen and pad, wishin' on a visit God Brothers is here for homicide and yo, it's some for rape Some brothers innocent, I
Look back into your past, brother Look back into your past, sister You don't know who you are Look back into your past, sister Look back into your past, brother
In a zone with hate for peace, all of this B.S must cease All I am is one black man in a mighty big white hand Brother, brother, sister, sister, if you
crazy wack And as a matter of fact, they want us niggaz to smile and laugh - I guess they never seen a bloodbath Brothers and sisters are dyin, babies
trillest of the Trill, Bun B The new president of the South Yo Bun, it's yo time, and we dedicate This one to all our brothers and sisters Who suffer
trillest of the trill, Bun B, the new President of the South. Yo Bun, it's yo time, and we dedicate this one to all our brothers and sisters, who suffer
Malcolm X] Being here in America doesn't make you an American Being born here in America doesn't make you an American Why if birth made you an American
could such a thing spoil A whole nation and turn it up into a turmoil Stealths wipin out every man's health Bombers got sisters brothers daddies and lonely
yet I spoke to the kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck New Jersey, and they heard me while I cursed the White minority regime, painted an ill scene Brothers and sisters
how count me in Oh, America, oh, America, yeah America, America Sweet land of Liberty y'all I'm doing this one for the struggle and every bad doin' brotha' Sista', daddy and
how Count me in, oh, Amerika Oh, Amerika, Amerika, Amerika Sweet land of liberty, y'all I'm doing this one for the struggle And every bad doin' brotha, sista, daddy and
in Uh America Oh America Ha-ha-ha America (America) Sweet land of liberty y'all I'm doing this one for the struggle And every bad doin' brotha Sista, daddy and
