Представляем точный текст композиции "No More Prisons" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hurricane G. . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «No More Prisons» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hurricane G. передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hurricane G. - "No More Prisons"
Lyrics to No More Prisons : [Hurricane G] Aiyyo son, you have the right to remain silent Even though you aint did NOTHIN violent So Hurricane G spit this, rip this Straight out the poorest congressional district The Bronx baby, shit is crazy! I see my niggaz get harassed daily 183rd you heard, got it locked But shit is hot, we got choppers on the spot Watched off rooftops, from WAY up the block My niggaz be like, "FUCK the cops!" And face the consequences Risk bein beat, killed, and arrested Sentenced, forced to live between wire fences Its a FUCKED UP AGENDA Whether cop a plea or surrender If youse a three time drug offender you goin DOWN son for way less than a POUND son The government got no love, twenty-five thousand niggaz in New York in jail for drugs And three million in the streets is thugs What, the, FUCK'! ['] Aiyyo I drop gems sporadic, it aint democratic My demographic, aint tryin to feel no type of static But still cant escape from Jake From one-six-eight, to over the bridge, outta state Its hate, tryin to relate, the violation Annihilation, on all different type of nation Word life, its like the third reich, you heard right Pulled me over on the turnpike, plus my birthright thwarted by the government supported Court ordered, good lawyer' I cant afford it Sound distorted, I dont be where the wealthy be So they got a cell for me and act unhealthily But I got somethin that they all should check N.Y.C., P.N.P., up on your set "Blowin down your motherfuckin roof.." You watch us, we watch you You stop us, we stop you [G] You goin DOWN son! We watch you.. we stop you.. [G] DOWN son! For way less than a POUND son! [Hurricane G] Shit! Seven hundred million tax dollars a year to keep drug dealers in prison While the rapists and the killers is livin Deep in the streets chillin, shit is real! Niggaz rape little girls for a thrill and the rest kill for a MEAL While fifty percent of women in prison, is on death row But that shit is on the low, for murderin a spouse or lover, abusive motherfuckers! It dont make no sense! Why, the women go down over self-defense and spend, seventeen hours a day in the cell, a.k.a., a living hell with low level standards, fuckin BASTARDS Got me devestated and offended for wrongfully mistreatin females who pregnant who cant exercise the rights of first amendment All my peoples stop pretendin and get yours to the endin! ['] Aiyyo, peep statistics, we official in the districts Sadistic, tryin to keep the black fist twisted Find the flaw, shinin scars behind iron bars Crime laws not designed to fight no kind of wars Let it sink in (they send you) straight to Sing-Sing (Doors are kicked in) kingpins flee to Kingston Life in exile, projectile for the reptile Cruel machines use human beings as a textile For the darkest race, theres no escape from the marketplace, no grace if you caught a case It interest me, how one of the most watched indices of economic growth is prison industries If Gods aint locked, no jobs for cops If blocks aint hot, stock options drop From Boston to Brooklyn, my heads is gettin tooken I win when the crooks win (WE OUT) bring the hook in "Blowin down your motherfuckin roof.." "Blowin down your motherfuckin roof.." We stop you. [ No More Prisons Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Hurricane G.. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «No More Prisons» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «No More Prisons» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.