Текст песни Wyclef Jean - Industry

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дна из любимейших! [Intro] Yeah I wanna dedicate this to everybody that love hip hop music Cause without hip hop music I wouldn`t be here today Preacher`s son, yeah [Verse 1] Imagine if Biggie and Pac never got shot And they both still were rulers of hip hop And Puffy and Suge was roomates from college And Big L never got found in the alley Nas and Jay-Z they were still homies Squash the beef with Ja Rule and 50 Benzino shook hands with Eminem And on the same record I heard Eve, Fox and Kim And sometimes when I dream, that`s when I wake up I kinda hoped that The Fugees didn`t break up And when they walked into the studio I prayed they didn`t spray Cause I miss that scratch from Jam Master Jay (Whoa oh oh!!!) [Chorus] Shots go off, mother`s cry Death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop Y`all can`t blame it on hip hop Cause what we say is what we see What we see is reality The ghetto`s the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow Soon they won`t live to see tomorrow [Verse 2] Imagine if Big Pun was still alive I could see Fat Joe screamin Terror Squad Imagine if there were still four survivors still in Destiny`s Child And TLC never lost they Left Eye Imagine Refugees never needin a passport And John Forte never at Newark Airport Million Man March, man, that was a start Now I need a million more to meet me at Central Park When the revolution start y`all `gon have to play this Imagine Slick Rick not gettin deported (Whoa oh oh!) [Chorus] Shots go off, mother`s cry Death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop Y`all can`t blame it on hip hop Cause what we say is what we see What we see is reality The ghetto`s the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow Soon they won`t live to see tomorrow [Verse 3] In the club never though Shyne shot the gun But in the limosine JLO had to run Paparazzi snappin shots through the mirror That`s when I saw a smile from Princess Diana Back and forth and forth and back Like Miss Aaliyah man do I miss her The war goes on with The ROC and The Lox Murder INC, G- Unit it`s a fight to the top Stop! We lost too many soldiers like Freaky Tah While they get the cover of a magazine who got to die [Chorus] Shots go off, mother`s cry Death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop Y`all can`t blame it on hip hop Cause what we say is what we see What we see is reality The ghetto`s the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow Soon they won`t live to see tomorrow [Outro] Yeah, peace be with y`all

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