Kam - Ain't That a b**h lyrics

Ain't this a b**h, what they make po' kids do Stand up for the flag salute Now put your right hand over your heart Eyes on the flag, now recite this drag About liberty and justice for all But that part dere it don't stand for none of y'all Just the part about pledgin' allegiance For all they care, you can stop right there Take your sh** and go on home And let the television program your dome Because it ain't no justice, the people ain't liberated Just 'cuz one n***a made it out the ghetto, he a token black His whole neighborhood still smokin' crack So you will never be all that No matter how bad you wanna switch, life is a b**h Ain't that a b**h to see black people in the service? Leave they spouse to do dirt for the White House And come home lookin' for a hero's welcome They back on the block and shell shocked The sh** coasted an arm and a leg Can't work no job, so now you gotta beg 'Cuz all y'all got for bein' out in the field Is handicapped stickers for your windshield Your wife and kids was thinkin' You was dead and buried, so she got remarried And now you sleepin' in school gymnasiums Just you and them lazy bums At the overnight homeless shelter Gettin' one hot meal, to eat from a wheelchair But what about baseball and apple pie? n***a life is a b**h and then you die (No matter how much you wanna switch) Ain't that a b**h how they stretch out a low cla** citizen? You like guilty until proven innocent 'Cuz it's written all over your face Skin color is enough to catch a case To them that's like concrete evidence So whether I did it or not has no relevance They just want another n***a in custody So I'm 'bout to take it out on a trustee Because all I see, is a gang of black And brown faces missin' their shoelaces Headed for the gang module After they processed to get sh** off they chest While the high cla** criminal charges all get dismissed They scar up my wrist And do all they can to put a n***a through hell Oh well, I guess life is a b**h Ain't this a b**h, or some say female dog To play a n***a out for some sh** in a catalogue? And then move right along to the next man If the drama can't get him, the s** can So all day long she's plottin' 'Cuz the n***a she had just spoiled the b**h rotten So now she's on and straight fishin' And gotta have the keys to every fool's ignition But it just ain't enough black men to go around They either dead or locked down So I can't really call 'em b**h I guess, 'cuz everybody wanna be rich But that's what's happenin' in the black community Every day, call it the games that people play Some say human nature but is life a B I T C H or what?