Prodigy (Mobb Deep) - Still Slaves lyrics

Yeah, yeah Uh huh It's just another war story from a thirsty young hustler [Verse 1: Prodigy] Yo, you could spend your whole lifetime hating on P You can't stop my flow just watch how I eat All the bacon, all the bread, all the cheese Observe as I drop me another one of these While you running your lips, I'm gunning the transmission In some sh** that's real expensive While you're telling the world you point of view The facts still remain, it's time for my crew Yeah time for the dunn shine Just look at how blind the over the truth To set for your mind Yeah the truth hurt don't it Your origin is diseased, my origin is Godly The Gods must be crazy, for leaving me to deal with this mess All this pain and stress, f** it they're paying me These crackers, calling me on kinds of n***as for years They wiped the Indians out, they're crying crocodile tears Because... [Hook] We still slaves, we still slaves I'm a slave for the dough, I'm a slave for the pay They took the chain off our neck and put it on our brain They took the chain off our wrists and put it on our brain We still slaves, n***a we still slaves I'm a slave for the dough, I'm a slave for the pay They took the chain off our feet and put it on our brain They took the chain off our wrists, put it on our brain [Verse 2: Prodigy] They've spent over a thousand years hating on P But they couldn't stop me, I manifest destiny Of the young black youth, and blacked out coupe n***as on their grind to buy a little food We the kings of the Earth, God is a black woman That n***a on that cross, I don't know him But I know this, the size of our nose and our lips Our a**, the titties, the dicks, our pretty black skin Proves we superior Really hate to brag but look what you did to us That's why I'm iced out, the lifestyle Of a million dollar menace, until they put my lights out n***a I put the kite out, f** a war in Iraq There's a war right here for soul power And you don't even see it all in front of your face Until them bodies tally, now you want to pray We say, don't let Armageddon hit We gotta get rich first, then you can blow this b**h But when you really think on this sh** I'd rather have my soul than have all these riches... [Hook] We still slaves, we still slaves I'm a slave for the dough, I'm a slave for the pay They took the chain off our waist and put it on our brain They took the chain off our neck and put it on our brain We still slaves, n***a we still slaves I'm a slave for that dough, I'm a slave for that pay They took the chain off our feet and put it on our brain They took the chain off our wrists and put it on our brains