Crime To Be Broke In America Lyrics by Spearhead

Crime To Be Broke In America Lyrics

    I take the needle off the record
    And shove it in my arm
    Whenever i feel life is
    Comin' on too strong
    They left me in a clinic fulla
    Cynical motha fuckin' bureaucrats
    And other kinda ding bats

    Livin on the tracks
    The tracks in my arm said
    It all depends which side the tracks your on.
    Tellin' me what to wear
    Tellin me cut my hair
    And tryin to convince me that they
    Really really care
    All about my health and about my wealth
    But still they built the stealth
    'cause everybody's
    Just lookin out for they self

    So then i ask 'em
    Can i have a clean needle
    "hell no that's illegal!"

    (chorus)
    'cause it's a crime to be broke in america!
    And it's a crime to smoke dank in america!
    (repeat)

    "yeah hit those drums now"
    They lockin' brother's in the poorhouse
    Who can't afford moorhouse
    Politicians nervous
    It's the only free service they provide
    You wanna go inside
    There's a hot meal waitin' for ya
    A deal we can score ya
    On a bed for a night or two
    Or three or four months.

    They say they lockin' us up in cells
    To protect us from ourselves
    It smells like they got anotha
    Plan in store house
    Or should i say warehouse
    Fulla niggas and other misfits
    That couldn't turn tricks in the courthouse
    It's a justice whorehouse

    (chorus)
    It's a crime to be broke in america!
    And it's a crime to be black in america!

    But there's a mutiny on the bounty
    In ever single county
    We remember attica
    But don't forget to pat a few
    Other on the back as a matter of fact
    Sister asatta shakur and geronimo pratt
    'cause amnesty international
    Is fightin' for political
    But if your analytical
    You know it's much more critical than that
    Percentages black is really, really whack
    Can i kick a few facts yes?

    Sx percent in college
    From livin on the block
    Twenty five percent in prison
    The school of hard knocks
    Fifty percent in poverty
    Is livin on the rocks
    Five hundred brothas on a death row box

    The punishment is capital
    For those who lack in capital
    Because a public defender
    Can't remember the last time
    That a brother wasn't treated like an animal.

    They say they blame it on a song
    When someone kills a cop
    What music did they listen to
    When they bombed iraq?
    Give me one example so i can take a sample
    No need to play it backwards
    If you wanna hear the devil
    Cause music's not the problem
    It didn't cause the bombin'
    But maybe they should listen
    To the songs of people starving..

    (chorus)
    'cause it's a crime to be broke in america!
    It's a crime to smoke dank in america!
    It's a crime to be black in america!
    It's a crime to be black in america!
    It's a crime to be puerto rican
    African
    Native american
    Asian hatian
    A woman

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