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Kam - Ain't That a Bitch lyrics
Kam] Ain't this a bitch, what they make po' kids do Stand up for the flag salute Now put your right hand over your heart Eyes on the flag, now recite this drag about liberty and justice for all But that part dere it don't stand for none of y'all Just the part about pledgin allegiance For all they care, you can stop right there Take your shit and go on home and let the television program your dome Because it ain't no justice, the people ain't liberated just cause one nigga made it out the ghetto, he a token black His whole neighborhood still smokin crack So you will never be all that No matter how bad you wanna switch, life is a bitch [Kam] Ain't that a bitch, to see black people in the service Leave they spouse to do dirt for the White House And come home lookin for a hero's welcome They back on the block and shellshocked The shit costed an arm and a leg Can't work no job, so now you gotta beg Cause all y'all got for bein out in the field is handicapped stickers for your windshield Your wife and kids was thinkin you was dead and buried, so she got remarried And now you sleepin in school gymnasiums Just you and them lazy bums At the overnight homeless shelter Gettin one hot meal, to eat from a wheelchair But what about baseball and apple pie? Nigga life is a bitch and then you die [Kam] (No matter how much you wanna switch..) Ain't that a bitch how they stretch out a low class citizen You like guilty until proven innocent Cause it's written all over your face Skin color is enough to catch a case To them that's like concrete evidence So whether I did it or not has no relevance They just want another nigga in custody So I'm bout to take it out on a trustee Because all I see, is a gang of black and brown faces missin they shoelaces Headed for the gang module After they processed to get shit off they chest While the high class criminal charges all get dismissed they scar up my wrist And do all they can to put a nigga through hell Oh well, I guess life is a bitch [Kam] Ain't this a bitch, or some say female dog To play a nigga out for some shit in a catalogue And then move right along to the next man If the drama can't get him, the sex can So all day long she's plottin Cause the nigga she had just spoiled the bitch rotten So now she's on and straight fishin and gotta have the keys to every fool's ignition But it just ain't enough black men to go around They either dead or locked down So I can't really call 'em bitch I guess, cause everybody wanna be rich But that's what's happenin in the black community Everyday, call it the games that people play Some say human nature but Is life a B-I-T-C-H or what |
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