Trackmasters - The Hatred lyrics

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Trackmasters - The Hatred lyrics

Extremeties excite pulses and in turn different entities Won't break bread or split the peas But in the soup the mixture of several racial groups Minority troops flavors the broth of Wall Street suits Armani or maybe Versace Monetary gain can't stop the White House frolics Judicial alcoholics Cover up versions of d**h in the Persian Now a right angle equals eighty degrees The Haitians brought the AIDS disease -- NEGATIVE The scapegoat becomes a raging rhinoceros Bush is steady watching us How can we k** their Asiatic crew Ahh develop a harsh addictive brew Flood their beighborhood and let their leaders debate it Part one of the hatred The sequel the birth of many Uncle Tom's I myself I can't stay calm I shake in Bensonhurst rest in Bedford-Stuy School in Sheepshead Bay, move to strong LI But my self inner-self breaks North And like Moses I'm judged by the cloth Of my heritage who will bring forth the people In all people there lies that certain evil The enemy within spreads to the next of kin A baby's no longer cute, here comes David Duke Bring a halt and with a wound sprinkle salt To the black -- lock them in a St. Ide's vault Burp up the progress, the agony, the pain Put down the brew have a brain The freedom ice is thin and we're the first ones to shake Then comes the real hate Why should you hate me? What have I done? We all have eight fingers and two thumbs To feel the oppression so every studio session I try to kick a positive lesson U.S. coverups are neat like Tony Randall Brotherly love is melting like a candle Humanity without human beings They even said Chubb was against Koreans I just wanted to state the facts It seems that no one is against Blacks Uhh, what should we do? Should we run? Uhh, if we run we'll succumb They're mad so don't you know they're scared of the dark so And the dark so rule the bank so So you know that they're mad so This style developed by Shabba Ranks so And with that I wanna give thanks so To the temperment of the strength of Miss Parks But even now in the nineties we will spark and respark The hatred