The Guys – Still Wanna Kill Sam Lyrics
The army is the only way out for a young black teenager
We’ll provide you with housing, we’ll provide you with education
We’ll provide you with everything you need to go by in life
We’ll help you to become the best soldier in the USA
Because we do more before 7 AM than most niggas do in their whole lifetime
We’ve been slaughtered, we’ve been working for free since we’ve been here
We’ve been slaughtered, we’ve been working for free since we’ve been here
I still wanna kill him ‘cause he still think he’s sweet
But it ain’t no motherfucking bitching me
He think I forgot how my family whine
‘Cause in December he just hung out all my niggas from a Christmas tree
Got a 40 with a 30 and I’m lurking
Looking for the ring leader of the circus
If I see his pale face then it’s curtains
I’m pissed off ‘cause he labeled us as worthless
Is he in his shot, I’mma flow with it
Well if he here I hope he brought a coroner
‘Cause every time I think about the fact that all my niggas slammed
I still wanna kill Sam
He said that we live in a place called United States of America
Where they always glamourize it, this is the place to come
Not for African-Americans, we never get justice
With the police killing or with another color killer
Fuck the niggas saying, when I catch him, I’mma kill him
Fight your own war, you too scared to shoot a pistol?
Laugh to my homies, I don’t think that you can help them
The he got…
Nigga, you a bitch selling dreams low key
Your people to sound papers then you ship ‘em overseas
Heard you my uncle, you ain’t did shit for me
But Zimmerman killed a kid, you let him roam free
And Casey Anthony, not Marissa Alexander, though
‘Cause she black where the justice go?
‘Cause every time I think about the fact that all my niggas slammed
I still wanna kill Sam
Now it’s 2014 and I’m trippin’
‘Cause he traded plantations for the prisons
And he started using needles for the leaches
And these Uncle Tom niggas still snitching
And when that day come when we found him
Shit, I just hope he cool it with them
So if you see The Guys run up him with them guns to his face
Just know that he deserved his fate
Hope his momma get raped and he get separated from his brother
Because I hate the motherfucker
‘Cause he treat us like gorillas in the jungle
I wanna kill Sam ‘cause he still ain’t my motherfucker uncle