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David Banner - Bush Lyrics

Artist: David Banner

Album: Mississippi: The Album

Genre: Hip Hop/Rap

  • Songwriters: Lavell Crump

This for Mississippi and every place y'all treat like Mississippi
Y'all wouldn't give a shit, we gonna take it, bitch
Damn

Mama ain't got no cash, Daddy ain't got no doe
So Daddy went to my Mama and started pimpin' that hoe
Man, it's hard times, niggas ain't got shit
Nothin' but billy clubs to they head and they ass kicked
Heroin in they vein, cocaine up in their brain
Man, what you expect, America gave us pain
So fuck it, now we thugs, you pellow your mean drugs
And takin' mean mugs and fill 'em with those slugs
I gave up fake Gods, and Jesus don't look like us
Why y'all think we gon' kill and just don't give a hot fuck
Devil, that's how you made us, hate us up in the pen
Man, we came out blind, that's why we goin back in
But God, I'mma teach 'em, reach 'em up in these streets
Bush, I'm runnin' up in this shit like a track meet
You murdered, up in Texas where killin' is such a sin
The first month you in office you started killin' again
But shit, we just some niggas and that's how the game go
Y'all took us up out the state moved us straight out to death row
Y'all may of, made us slaves but never make us your hoe
God, you my pimp so let's start exposin' these hoes
Y'all judges some weak pussies, y'all preaches some rapin' fags
These people that made us slaves, these niggas wavin' their flags
America ain't shit but home of the hot lick
They hang us all by rope then laugh and cut off our dick

Have y'all niggas ever thought about
All the things we been talkin' 'bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi
Have y'all niggas ever thought about
All the things we been talkin' 'bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi, yeah
Have y'all niggas ever thought about
All the things we been talkin' 'bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi
Yeah, yeah, yeah

It's time y'all motherfuckers to choose right now, right or wrong
Win, fight the puss ass, won't nigga, you feel that
You wear nothin' but thongs and don't give us his ass at first
Now you wanna sit on sober sea, fuck that, fuck you, puss ass nigga
I call you a nib, that's right, damn, pay me you got
Big face in the tide, bitch
Now lets get to with y'all niggas more damn
Fuck 'bout your Daddy, nib
Fuck you too


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