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• Artiste: DMC
• Titre: Machine Gun
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Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?[x4] They’re all gonna get it in the end[x4] Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that? The rhymes that I rock I gotta rap for Iraq Taking up the slack till the troops come back Inside Iraq with a helmet for a hat Machine Guns gunning Regime starts running It seems I’m done and Seems so stunning See a man shooting at me He a man just like me With a fam just like me Don’t understand why he dislike me? Then again, he could be my friend And deep in the kin with the same color skin It doesn’t matter whose side you choose Cause in the end we’re all gonna lose Oh well, WAR is hell Just another CRAZY war story to tell, yell [Chorus] Bullets flying (Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?) People dying (Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?) Bombs keep dropping (Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?) On our children (Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?) Bullets flying (They’re all gonna get it in the end) People dying (They’re all gonna get it in the end) Bombs keep dropping (They’re all gonna get it in the end) On our children (They’re all gonna get it in the end) Mama, Mama, they’re taking me away They ain’t trying to hear what Jimmy gotta say Papa, Papa, I’m trying to be a man In a foreign land with a machine gun in my hand Politics and this is what I get Presidents and this is what I get Delegates and this is what I get I wanna represent, but it is making me sick They say that they feel for me But their reality, isn’t real for me For democracy, they say steal for me Give me a gun and say kill for me I’m insane you insane who sane who sane we’re insane Oh, well, war, is hell Just another crazy war story to tell, yell [Chorus] Bullets flying (Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?) People dying (Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?) Bombs keep dropping (Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?) On our children (Ratta, Tat, Tat, while they shootin like that?) Bullets flying (They’re all gonna get it in the end) People dying (They’re all gonna get it in the end) Bombs keep dropping (They’re all gonna get it in the end) On our children (They’re all gonna get it in the end) (MONOLOGUE) I was the third desk over on the thirteenth floor, When blood and fuel leveled down my door. You could have watched me freefall and screamed and burned But you watched and learned I was on the thirteenth row, of flight 13, Sitting, sweating, waiting to be slammed Unmercifully into the side of my destiny I am the 13th brick on the pyramid on the dollar bill I am the 3rd story from the sun The 3rd bullet shot from my gun, from the 13th regiment, in the 3rd platoon But now I come back with 3 fingers, But I really only need one to tell you how I feel Bullets flying People dying Bombs keep dropping On our children Bullets flying (They’re all gonna get it in the end) People dying (They’re all gonna get it in the end) Bombs keep dropping (They’re all gonna get it in the end) On our children (They’re all gonna get it in the end) They’re all gonna get it in the end...