you home believing That you would never leave Now I can't stand to be without you I'm burning for one more kiss I dream every night about you Sometimes I'm on target
Vertaling: Amerika. On Target.
watched you home believing That you would never leave Now I can't stand to be without you I'm burning for one more kiss I dream every night about you Sometimes I'm on target
in the hood but yet and still you can't survive Cause Reagan never planned for us to rise The war on drugs turned to a war on us Then AIDS just topped
letter to the KKK from the black folks I'm tryin' to get it on, tryin' to check the grip And there goes officer cracker tryin' to sink my fuckin' battleship Turnin' on
ya One handstand on top of your ninja Crashin' Doc stir the madness We all out of work like Tony Atlas Walking with cans in a laundry basket America'
stop right here And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red Already got a steady infrared nipped on my head A target on my back, bigger problems than that Bin Laden on
Today the paper say Timothy McVeigh's in hell So everything's okay and all must be well I remember Oklahoma when they put out the blaze And put Islamic terrorist bombing, on
[Intro/Chorus: Paris] Is it a, coincidence that we ain't taught truth A, coincidence that they target the youth A, coincidence everything is the same
6th member of the raskalz KRS-One from the Bronx, respecting as we stomp, there is no cop. From America to Canada, lyrical stamina Coming through like that on
wig pushed back, I react and snap Like Kodak, these cats get the picture Put on level black suede Timbs and come and get ya My target is your feature
I was watchin? T.V. the other day, right Got this white guy up there talkin? about black guys Talkin? about how young black guys are targeted Targeted by who? America
see you ain't on my team Nigga, if you sets then mark the target Who the fuck you think they huantin'? Make a mothafucka think dauntin' Truely yours, America
harder man, but I promise not to lose my faith Every day the sun gon' shine, let the Heavens beam on me Peoples need a helpin hand, c'mon you can lean on
Hope the dream don't come true America, she loves you Without us who would back up the groceries Or price up the clothes that you normally don't see On
misunderstood I was watching TV the other day, right? Got this white guy on there talking about black guys Talking about how young black guys are targeted Targeted by who? America
the bullshit we been through Had the niggas sittin on top they roofs Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush Then they tellin y'all lies on
