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lirik lagu propain - family tree

[intro]
faster, faster
i’s tired of this plantation
faster
i’s tired of pickin’ this cotton
faster

[verse 1]
what you say, massa?
i’m doin’ my best, can’t go no faster
ol’ p~ssy ass cracker
(what?) huh? nah, i ain’t say nothin’, massa
i’ma be the best cotton picker
eatin’ dough, i ain’t gettin’ paid a dollar, mister (nah)
dusty ass born in this cot i live in
old ass clothes, not a pot to p~ss in (sh~t)
i’ma be the best field n~gga (best)
i ain’t trippin’ at you auctionin’ off my lil’ sister (uh)
beatin’ my back with the rubber whip, massa
the same old massa that got my uncle k!lled (d~mn)
i pull your horse to your brother’s crib
sad, i used the same rope they hung him with (sh~t)
and i ain’t never papa
my mama said he tried to run and you shot him
why i gotta eat these chitlins, dude?
i’s black, massa, i like chicken too (i like chicken)
i’m gettin’ sick of the ridicule
sick of frontin’ like you rapin’ all our women is cool (i’m sick)
and a f~ck a negro spiritual
f~ck a slave ship (f~ck), f~ck a whip (f~ck), f~ck livin’ (f~ck), you
mad when i do sh~t (yeah), spaz for amus~m~nt (yeah)
laugh when abused (yeah) like my ass ain’t human (uh)
but that’s a’ight, g
’cause one day you see, i’s gon’ be free (yeah)
whether it be in heaven when i see the maker
or have your daughter force me some freedom papers
if i wasn’t scared, i’d go
but i don’t want my neck inside a rope
nah, i’m just sittin’ here dreamin’
like where the f~ck is harriet tubman when i need her?
[interlude]
i can’t take this sh~t no more
i’s tired of massa
i’s tired of doin’ this d~mn work
i’s got to get up outta here
i’s gots to go
i’m out this b~tch
oh

[verse 2]
when the night fall, i swear i’m outta here (yeah)
even though i’ve been sayin’ this for about a year (but)
but i’m outta tears and mama feel that the robbers will catch me
i’d rather get caught k!lled then dyin’ here
provided meals is trash and they dividin’ pills daily, man
f~ck it, i’m ’bout to peel without a care (gone)
i hit the woods blazin’ (yeah), long sprint ahead (yeah)
another man on the run like the gingerbread (brain)
i’m fleein’ north and that part is where you see the star
i used to sing on the yard, follow the drinkin’ guard
shh, don’t make a sound, y’all (shh)
i’m on the run and could be hanged if i’m found, y’all (oh)
but they was cool when they gave me a place to ground off
even gave me peppers to leave behind for the hound dogs
i’m back at it (at it), i see they comin’ (comin’)
my heart racin’ (racin’), proceed runnin’ (zoom)
runnin’, and i ain’t gettin’ caught (nah)
find out my direction on the trees feelin’ moss (yeah)
town after town (tavern), and they ain’t never seen him (nah)
about a year and i’m yellin’, “freedom” (i’s free)
i done seen the light, found a new life (uh)
sixty years later, eight kids and a wife (yeah)
then my youngest son, had himself a junior
who struck with revolution, runnin’ with huey newton
had a daughter who would later move to houston
representin’ the name in everything that she’s doin’
then he had a son
and it was destined for the boy that he would shine like the sun (yeah)
then the doctor asked, “what you gon’ name him?”
“we gon’ call him propain”
yeah, and then the rest is history
[outro]
(i present to y’all) the family tree
(yes)

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