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Nwa - N*ggaz 4 Life
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Rok vzniku: 1991
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  *** Autor textu: NWA
Why do I call myself a n*gger, you ask me?
Well it's because motherf*ckers want to blast me
And run me outa my neighborhood
They label me as a dope dealer
Yo! And say that I'm no good
But I can't find jobs so n*ggers wouldn't have to go out
Gave up some dope on the corner so they could show out
When the cops came, they gave a fake name
Because the life in the streets is just a head game
So therefore, to make more
A fifteen year old black kid will go and rob a liquor store
And get shot in the process
He ate up a nine bullet and now he's put to rest

Why do I call myself a n*gger, you ask me?
I guess it's the way shit has to be
Back when I was young gettin a job was murder
f*ck flippin burgers
'Cause a deserve a nine-to-five I can be proud of
That I can speak loud of
And to help a n*gger get out of.
Yo! The concrete playground
But most motherf*ckers only want you to stay down
But I'm a smart motherf*cker you see
One of the best producers in the rap music industry
Gettin paid like a mother f*cker
A young brother who don't give a f*ck about another

Why do I call myself a n*gger, you ask me?
Because police always wanna harass me
Every time that I'm rollin
They swear up and down that the car was stolen
Make me get faced down in the street
They throw the shit out my car on the concrete
In front of a residence
A million white motherf*ckers on my back like I shot the President

Why do I call myself a n*gger, you ask me?
Because my mouth is so mother f*ckin nasty
bitch this, bitch that
N*gger this, n*gger that
In the mean while my pockets are gettin fat
Gettin paid to say this shit here
Makin more in a week than a doctor makes in a year
So, why not call myself a n*gger?
It's better than pulling the trigger and goin up the river
And don't I get called a n*gger anyway?
Booked as a motherf*cker and locked away
So... so, cut out all that bull shit
Yo! I guess I'll be a n*gga for life

(N*ggers, crack-heads, thieves.
If there's a hell below, we're all gonna go.)


N*gger. N*gger. N*gger
N*gger. N*gger
N*gger, please
I'm treated like a f*ckin disease.
You say: why can I call myself a n*gger so quick?
Cause I can reach in my draws and pull out a bigger dick
Yo! n*ggers say n*gger we cool
But, cracker say n*gger not to f*ck up
But I got to be a fast n*gger
Not to be the last n*gger
Or I have to beat your ass, n*gger
In the city you see action first
Then hear about it later
In a verse I curse
Because I [?] with this to keep my shit straight bumpin'
Murder created by the streets of Compton
I get it from the underground poet
I live it, I see it, and I write it
Because I know it
And if you think I'm f*cking your wife
Your mother f*ckin' right
Yo! Because I'm a n*gger for Life

N*gger, this
N*gger, that
The actual fact is that I'm black
And bound to attract
The attention of another
I mean the other
But I'm a mother f*cker that'll have them running for cover
You see, I don't give a f*ck about nothing
Except getting paid, getting bitches, and [?] with stitches
Which is all needed to read it and find a rhyme
And then it's time to say
The n*gger's here to stay
But what about the fake n*ggers, the house n*ggers
To get paid quick they gotta suck a fat dick
But NWA is outta your mother f*ckin' range
We ain't gonna change a mother f*ckin' thing

I call myself a n*gger 'cause my skin won't whiten
I call myself a n*gger 'cause the shit that I'm writing
Hypes me, hypes other mother f*ckers around me
And that's the reason why they want to surround me
And ask me: why do I call myself a n*gger-o
Ain't none of their f*ckin' business 'cause I'll let the trigger go
So get out of my presence, and get out of my sight
'Cause MC Ren is a n*gger for Life

You're a nigger 'til you die
If you're a poor n*gger, then you're a poor n*gger
If you're a rich n*gger, you're a rich n*gger
But you never stop being a n*gger
And if you get to be educated, you's an education n*gger

It's plain to see, you can't change me
'Cause I'm a be a n*gger for Life

 
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