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Black Eyed Peas

Say Goodbye

 

Say Goodbye

(альбом: Behind The Front - 1998)


Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living
Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living

[Will.I.am:]
Nineteen-ninety-two and, you and I were fighting
LAPD beatings got the whole world frontin
My man Rodney King and the Reginald Deeney
You could look for justice but I bet you won't find any

[Taboo:]
Because people getting beating, news keep repeating
Chaos and anger, just surely peaking

[Apl.de.ap:]
Yo everybody's running, some of them are gunning
Avalanche the block, feel the anger, wanting something
'Cause some of them are fronting, they didn't know the reason
Emotion in the end made it feel like revolution

[Will.I.am:]
And yeah, yeah, you can yell out your brains
I tell you right now, we got eight years of chains

[Will.I.am:]
So hurry up because I'm running out of clip, running out of time
Running out of clip, running out of time
Running out of clip, running out of time
Running out of clip (what), running out of time

Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living
Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living

[Apl.de.ap:]
Nineteen-ninety-seven, reduction of a nation
The government is slaying, new laws is what you're facing
Next comes the cloning, they're making new creation
Secretly forming soldiers of you and they station

[Taboo:]
No more free education on former segregation
Politics's about affirmative activation

[Will.I.am:]
So make a run for the border, caught by the deporter
The immigration caught you but you got to leave your daughter
We are slowly being slaughtered
So be prepared for the new world order

[Apl.de.ap:]
Yeah, yeah, you can yell out your brains
I tell you right now, you got three years to change

[Will.I.am:]
So hurry up because I'm running out of clip, running out of time
Running out of clip, running out of time
Running out of clip, running out of time
Running out of clip (what), running out of time

Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living
Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living

[Taboo:]
Year two-thousand, what's it really holding
Or is it really right, live beyond on what you're knowing
Or is it that technology is what keeps on going
Could it be that the end of time is what I'm showing

[Apl.de.ap:]
I don't see any grass growing
Everything's conquered, we're running out of land

[Will.I.am:]
And goddamn yo, I'm running out of clip
I'm almost out of time
Running out of
Damn, I'm almost out of time
We could all try now but just look up in the sky
We ain't got no ozone left, we are gonna die
Crime and corruption, is the only season
Is it cause the reason is that we out of time

Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living
Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living
Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living
Children growing, women producing
Men go work, and some gon' steal
Everyone's got to make a living

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