Текст (слова) песни: Ice Cube - The Product

I was told, cause I didn`t witness the whole act
In and out was the movement of the bozack
It was hot and sweaty and lots of pushin
Then the nut came gushin
And it was hell tryin to bail to the ovary
With nuttin but the Lord lookin over me
I was white with a tail
But when I reached the finish line, young black male!
One cell made two, and two cells made fo`
and so on, so now I`m a embryo
Then I got a hunch
that I`ma be on lockdown, for nine months
Chillin, with my mother to guide me
And nuttin but a stomach to hide me
from all that worry and bullshit
Nine months later, I elbow pull and kick
cause my time is up and I don`t care
With one big push, I`m outta there
June 15th, it`s just my luck
In 1969, a nigga is the product

"Ghetto ass nigga, you ain`t shit,
and you ain`t gon` never be shit!"

I learned how to walk and talk and all that
They put me in school, but it don`t matter
Cause I`m sittin in history
Learnin bout a sucker, who didn`t give a fuck about me
They try to shape us
But I know Uncle Sam is a motherfuckin rapist
So I stopped payin attention
Ice Cube, headed, straight to detention
Fuck that shit, I roam the hallways
I`m sent home and I don`t got all A`s
A high school dropout
My father had beef so I tried to knock pops out
But I got tossed, he`s the boss
I`m out of there and mad cause I lost
Now bein on my own is a factor
So I become, the neighborhood jacker
Gimme your car, run your jewels
Makin a livin robbin fools
And if I let my nine rang out
You know, it`ll make your brains hang out
So what`s your fate?
Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate?
The wrong answer is said, the nigga fled
I pump lead, now he`s in a puddle of red
And if you got a buck, you`re shit out of luck
Stuck up by the motherfuckin product

"Uh-uh motherfucker you gots to get a job
if you wanna stay in my motherfuckin house"

"Many young men reject the traditional values
that are important to their parents.
Church, school and family
have been replaced by street, turf, and gang."

Twenty-one now, and paid in full
Feelin bad, from all the shit I pulled
on people back in the day
Plus, I got a little baby on the way
So I`m tryin to go straight
I`m with my baby`s momma, out on a date
Til the punk ass cops ran my plate
Now I`m on a bus upstate

"Oh, the young nigga done caught a case!"
"Sittin in the mess hall, sayin my grace" [LL Cool J]

Sent to a concrete hoe-house
Where all the products go, no doubt
Yo momma, I gotta do eleven
Livin in a five by seven
Dear baby, your man`s gettin worn out
of seein young boys gettin they assholes torn out
And then he got shanked with a spoon
And he was `sposed to get out soon
Is it my fault, he was caught in production
Where a young black life means nothin
Just because, I didn`t want to learn your grammar
you say I`m better off in the slammer
And it`s drivin me batty
Cause my little boy, is missin daddy
I`m ashamed, but the fact is
I wish pops let me off on the mattress
Or should I just hang from the top bunk
But that`s goin out like a punk
My life is FUCKED!
But it ain`t my fault, cause I`m the motherfuckin product

"He ain`t shit"

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Ice Cube - The Product I was told, cause I didn`t witness the whole act In and out was the movement of the bozack It was hot and sweaty and lots of pushin Then the nut came gushin And it was hell tryin to bail to the ovary With nuttin but the Lord lookin over me I was white with a tail But when I reached the finish line, young black male! One cell made two, and two cells made fo` and so on, so now I`m a embryo Then I got a hunch that I`ma be on lockdown, for nine months Chillin, with my mother to guide me And nuttin but a stomach to hide me from all that worry and bullshit Nine months later, I elbow pull and kick cause my time is up and I don`t care With one big push, I`m outta there June 15th, it`s just my luck In 1969, a nigga is the product "Ghetto ass nigga, you ain`t shit, and you ain`t gon` never be shit!" I learned how to walk and talk and all that They put me in school, but it don`t matter Cause I`m sittin in history Learnin bout a sucker, who didn`t give a fuck about me They try to shape us But I know Uncle Sam is a motherfuckin rapist So I stopped payin attention Ice Cube, headed, straight to detention Fuck that shit, I roam the hallways I`m sent home and I don`t got all A`s A high school dropout My father had beef so I tried to knock pops out But I got tossed, he`s the boss I`m out of there and mad cause I lost Now bein on my own is a factor So I become, the neighborhood jacker Gimme your car, run your jewels Makin a livin robbin fools And if I let my nine rang out You know, it`ll make your brains hang out So what`s your fate? Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate? The wrong answer is said, the nigga fled I pump lead, now he`s in a puddle of red And if you got a buck, you`re shit out of luck Stuck up by the motherfuckin product "Uh-uh motherfucker you gots to get a job if you wanna stay in my motherfuckin house" "Many young men reject the traditional values that are important to their parents. Church, school and family have been replaced by street, turf, and gang." Twenty-one now, and paid in full Feelin bad, from all the shit I pulled on people back in the day Plus, I got a little baby on the way So I`m tryin to go straight I`m with my baby`s momma, out on a date Til the punk ass cops ran my plate Now I`m on a bus upstate "Oh, the young nigga done caught a case!" "Sittin in the mess hall, sayin my grace" [LL Cool J] Sent to a concrete hoe-house Where all the products go, no doubt Yo momma, I gotta do eleven Livin in a five by seven Dear baby, your man`s gettin worn out of seein young boys gettin they assholes torn out And then he got shanked with a spoon And he was `sposed to get out soon Is it my fault, he was caught in production Where a young black life means nothin Just because, I didn`t want to learn your grammar you say I`m better off in the slammer And it`s drivin me batty Cause my little boy, is missin daddy I`m ashamed, but the fact is I wish pops let me off on the mattress Or should I just hang from the top bunk But that`s goin out like a punk My life is FUCKED! But it ain`t my fault, cause I`m the motherfuckin product "He ain`t shit" Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Product: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/108/1/1467.html Все тексты песен: Ice Cube » Ice Cube - Bop Gun (One Nation) » Ice Cube - The Shot (Intro) » Ice Cube - Who Got the Camera? » Ice Cube - Horny Little Devil » Ice Cube - Extradition » Ice Cube - Don`t Trust Em » Ice Cube - The Gutter Shit » Ice Cube - Cave Bitch » Ice Cube - What They Hittin` Foe? » Ice Cube - Greed » Ice Cube - Color Blind » Ice Cube - Fuck Dying » Ice Cube - When Will They Shoot? » Ice Cube - You Know How We Do It (Remix) » Ice Cube - War & Peace » Ice Cube - The Nigga Of The Century » Ice Cube - Waitin` Ta Hate » Ice Cube - Ice Cube`s Greatest Hits » Ice Cube - The Nigga Ya Love To Hate » Ice Cube - Bop Gun Рекомендуем скачать: » Фабрика звезд-3 - Ария председателя кабинета министров Фзл » Фабрика - Я лечу » Фактор2 - Где ты » Фристайл - Бог с тобой » Фристайл - Пять тюльпанов » Ф.Киркоров - Жестокая любовь » Филипп Киркоров - Шелковая нить » Фактор2 - Русский наш народ » Филипп Киркоров - Dreamin` » Феликс Даллада - Ничего я от тебя не хочу... » Фабрика звезд-5 - Dragostea Din Tei (O-Zone+ФЗ5) » Ф.Киркоров М.Распутина - Джалма » Фабрика Звезд - Мы выходим в эфир » Фристайл - Вишневый сад » Фактор2 - К малолетке » Фрейдкин Марк - ПЕСНЯ ПРО ОТЦА » Фабрика звезд-3 - Ария министра иностранных песен Фзляндии » Филипп Киркоров - Ой, мама, шика дам (ОСП) » Фабрика Звезд - Лучшие парни моей страны » Фактор2 - Рейс 666
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