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• Artiste: Roots of Creation
• Titre: Legalize and Tax it
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Chorus: Legalize and tax it Look at what the facts is End all this killin' and drug dealin' so we can relaxin and Puff an L without facin' time in cell for herb wrapped in plastic I'm not a phenomenon; I'm a king, come on When the mic is on, rock till the break of dawn Fuck coke and heroin, don't sell that shit to brethren Think that makes you strong? Son, you're peddlin' Enslavin' minimum wage folks, you're dead wrong This ain't no sad song, just depends how it's sung Sub bass from your trunk to your bedroom Crush these community destroyers there ain't no headroom Everybody in the club show me love Cause the light above is shinin' down on us I know life is tough but don't give up And don't fuck with us, cause when I bust Shots at blood clots, red dots at cold hearts From the booth I speak the truth to the youth cause I'm passing glory, tell the people "tell their story" The one the downpresser man's tryin' to destroy Chorus Don't get me wrong man I used to hustle weed To buy nice things and all the studio time I need But that shit don't turn a young mother into a fiend Though I did see greed take over from time to time In the 6 years I dealt it I only saw one gun And that dude was flippin' coke on the side and making runs I ain't where you from and I don't know where you been And I try to understand the pain and the trouble you been in But it doesn't add it up, it just doesn't make sense To exploit your own people just to pay the rent Hustle something else if you've got mouths to feed Cause the crack game is whack man, and making people bleed And you brag about it in your raps man (Your raps man, your raps man, yeah) As I bob my head to the track man (The tracks man, the tracks man, yeah) Its got my brain in wraps man (Wraps man, wraps man, yeah) As I bob my head to the tracks man (The tracks man, the tracks man, yeah) Chorus Legalize and Tax It