Wyclef Jean - Industry | Текст песни

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[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