Текст (слова) песни: Public Enemy - Swindler`s Lust

[Flav] Yeah back it up
[Chuck] Vultures of culture
A dollar a rhyme, but we barely get a dime
Uh-huh, check it out

[Chuck D]
If you don`t own the master, then the master own you
Who you trust, from Swindler`s Lust? (GEYEAH!)
From the back of the bus, neither one of us
control the fate of our soul, in Swindler`s Lust

Hickory dickory dock
Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate (eheheheh)
Mo` dollars, mo` cents, for the Big Six
Another million led to bled, claimin innocence
Is it any wonder why black folks goin under --
-- cause niggaz be sold in bundles
No pressure, tell me why they don`t care
Rap and R&B pavin the streets of Bel-Air
From the sales of singers, no longer here
The bigger killer, get the bigger share (eheheheh)
Now the ones I attack, negroes got their back
No, eighty/twenty is a wack contract
Forever lack, the voice of real blacks
Stole rock`n`roll and ain`t gave it back (yea yea)
Started off my defense, now they`re the ones I defend against
who fell up into the tricks
"Fuck the _Fight the Power_ shit; get that Chuck D nigga fixed,
and keep him up out of the mix"
Well hell, tell em Chuck don`t suck no dick
Be an ass, and that ass get kicked
Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate
Watch em swindle yo` ass and turn a profit

If you don`t own the master, then the master own you
Who you trust, from Swindler`s Lust?
From the back of the bus, neither one of us
control the fate of our soul, in Swindler`s Lust

They don`t care about me, they don`t care about you
They don`t care about you and your crew
your family neighborhood and plus, heh,
they don`t give a damn about us

[Flav] One thing about them, they like to exploit though
[Chuck] Vultures of culture
[Flav] They like to exploit little suckers
[Chuck] A dollar a rhyme -- while we barely get a dime

[Chuck D]
Profit off the soul of black folk
Turn em into bitches, niggaz, and stupid ass jokes
Laugh with us? Or laughin at us? That`s what I`m guessin
We in the Rutgers program with that question

They came in and sat at the feet (uh-huh)
of our ancient ancestors; they learned (yeah)
they took it back. They came back, then they imitated (right)
Once they got enough, they came back and destroyed

[Chuck D]
Laughin all the way to the bank; remember them own the banks
and them god damn tanks (god damn right)
Now what company do I thank? Ain`t this a bitch
Heard they owned slaves, in a ship that sank

[Flavor Flav]
Aight aight aight aight yo yo
Where all the Louie`s? Where my Louie`s? Ehehe

[Chuck D]
If you don`t own the master, then the master own you
Who you trust, from Swindler`s Lust?
From the back of the bus, neither one of us
control the fate of our soul, in Swindler`s Lust

This to the blues people in the Delta
This for everybody in the 50`s that didn`t, get their money
Little Richard gettin half of a penny
All of the super soul singers of the 60`s
All the bands of the 70`s on the outside lookin in
All the people that didn`t make a DIME
off their session playin
And even the rappers in the 80`s and 90`s
still tryin to get paid, from what they put in, yeah

If you don`t own the master, then the master own you
Who you trust, from Swindler`s Lust?
From the back of the bus, neither one of us
control the fate of our soul, in Swindler`s Lust

Hmm..

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From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in Swindler`s Lust Hickory dickory dock Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate (eheheheh) Mo` dollars, mo` cents, for the Big Six Another million led to bled, claimin innocence Is it any wonder why black folks goin under -- -- cause niggaz be sold in bundles No pressure, tell me why they don`t care Rap and R&B pavin the streets of Bel-Air From the sales of singers, no longer here The bigger killer, get the bigger share (eheheheh) Now the ones I attack, negroes got their back No, eighty/twenty is a wack contract Forever lack, the voice of real blacks Stole rock`n`roll and ain`t gave it back (yea yea) Started off my defense, now they`re the ones I defend against who fell up into the tricks "Fuck the _Fight the Power_ shit; get that Chuck D nigga fixed, and keep him up out of the mix" Well hell, tell em Chuck don`t suck no dick Be an ass, and that ass get kicked Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate Watch em swindle yo` ass and turn a profit If you don`t own the master, then the master own you Who you trust, from Swindler`s Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in Swindler`s Lust They don`t care about me, they don`t care about you They don`t care about you and your crew your family neighborhood and plus, heh, they don`t give a damn about us [Flav] One thing about them, they like to exploit though [Chuck] Vultures of culture [Flav] They like to exploit little suckers [Chuck] A dollar a rhyme -- while we barely get a dime [Chuck D] Profit off the soul of black folk Turn em into bitches, niggaz, and stupid ass jokes Laugh with us? Or laughin at us? That`s what I`m guessin We in the Rutgers program with that question They came in and sat at the feet (uh-huh) of our ancient ancestors; they learned (yeah) they took it back. They came back, then they imitated (right) Once they got enough, they came back and destroyed [Chuck D] Laughin all the way to the bank; remember them own the banks and them god damn tanks (god damn right) Now what company do I thank? Ain`t this a bitch Heard they owned slaves, in a ship that sank [Flavor Flav] Aight aight aight aight yo yo Where all the Louie`s? Where my Louie`s? Ehehe [Chuck D] If you don`t own the master, then the master own you Who you trust, from Swindler`s Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in Swindler`s Lust This to the blues people in the Delta This for everybody in the 50`s that didn`t, get their money Little Richard gettin half of a penny All of the super soul singers of the 60`s All the bands of the 70`s on the outside lookin in All the people that didn`t make a DIME off their session playin And even the rappers in the 80`s and 90`s still tryin to get paid, from what they put in, yeah If you don`t own the master, then the master own you Who you trust, from Swindler`s Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in Swindler`s Lust Hmm.. Нравится песня? 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