Klopfenpop - Still Ain't Good Enough (8-Bit Remix) lyrics

[Barbara Jordan] We are a people in a quandary about the present We are a people in search of our future We are a people in search of a national community We are a people trying not only to solve the problems of the present, unemployment, inflation, but we are attempting on a larger scale to fulfill the promise of America We are attempting to fulfill our national purpose, to create and sustain a society in which all of us are equal [Mega Ran] I've never been afraid of the beast Never was thug, wasn't raised by the streets Never seen the back seat of a police cruiser Accused of blazing the heat They say teachers can't teach us And the preachers can't reach us Start impeaching our leaders- While I'm seen as elitist And them leaches from FEMA Keeping them secrets between them Keep the forty acres, man All that we're seeking is freedom You want peace? Well, you're dreaming Sick of people deceiving Bush said "Mission Accomplished!" two years ago We believed him While we still in Iraq Getting k**ed in attacks When I turn on the news It's more soldiers we lose And I ain't mad about Kanye comments I'm more mad they call Kanye "conscious" And just remember, everything that shine ain't spotless And most cats that talk is only out here trying to line they pockets, so Put your papers up, ain't nobody saving us Good enough ain't enough Now it's time to raise it up And if you work all your life at a nine-to-five On time every day You can shuck and jive But, um Psst- You still ain't good enough n***a, you still ain't good enough You can save all your money You can give it away You can pray You can slave But at the end of the day, listen: I said you still ain't good enough n***a, you still ain't good enough Walk through the million dollar metal detectors Then I listen to uncertified professors give lectures You can tell this ain't no private school Cause these is probably the same books my mama used And her mama used But when you poor, you gotta do what you gotta do And with a diploma, man, anything is possible! Sorry 'bout that, man, they lied to you Cause them books ain't gonna provide for you But thanks to the NCLB They can't fail me So I ain't gotta listen to a thing they tell me The nerds calling me stupid But I'ma be in summer school chilling with all of the cool kids And I know that it's eating you alive That I've got a vehicle and make More in a week than my teachers do I'ma get back on my deen I'ma leave the block alone Soon as I can walk up in the bank And not be denied a loan And if you work all your life at a nine-to-five On time every day You can shuck and jive But, um Psst- You still ain't good enough n***a, you still ain't good enough You can save all your money You can give it away You can pray You can slave But at the end of the day, listen: I said you still ain't good enough n***a, you still ain't good enough [Jesse Jackson] All this talk about qualifications... "What do blacks know about foreign policy?" It's an insult! I was three years old, I came into my consciousness My Daddy was coming home from the war Foreign policy If he was so dumb How did he get over there and get back? If he didn't know foreign policy Why did they give him a gun? And when they gave it to him He knew which way to shoot? We know foreign policy When you buy Honda and Toyota That's foreign policy Russian Vodka That's foreign policy Panasonic and Sony That's foreign policy Mercedes Benz That's foreign policy As a matter of fact We came here on a foreign policy