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Eminem – Untouchable (Lyric Video)

Pt. I

[Intro]
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won’t loot
We may never understand each other it’s no use
We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through

[Verse 1]
Black boy, black boy, we ain’t gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don’t like the sight of you
Pull up on the side of you
Window rolled down, profiled
And then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably coming from the dope house
We can let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you’re hiding that Heidi Klum on you
And you’re on another drug charge, homie, it’s back inside for you
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true pistol drew right at you we be delighted to unload it
In your bedroom, walk up, and lay that taser in the side of you
What the fuck am I gonna do?
I keep telling myself keep doing like you’re doing
No matter how many lives you ruin
It’s for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one’s ever indicted you
Why?

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a (big rockstar)

[Verse 2]
Black boy, black boy, we don’t get your culture and
We don’t care what our government’s done to fuck you over, man
Don’t tell us your attitude’s a result of that
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at
Why you kicking that soda can?
Pull your pants up
We bought to roll up, and
Throw your ass in the van, cuffed
You don’t have to know our plan or what our intentions are
Our guns are close to our chest
You better show your hands
And put our minds more at ease
And you’ll get shot in the thyroid, ’cause you might die, boy
We fighting a crime war
Here come the swine
Tryna’ clean up these streets from all these minorities
That’s why we call them pigstye’s for
They’re like eyesores to police
Talk to you like you’re a piece of trash
Feels like we’re stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts, and
Get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins
It like we’re drifting back into the 60s
Having black-skin is risky, ’cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-American’s have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it’s been embarrassing to be a

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit cause I’m a (big rockstar)

Pt. II

[Verse 3]
Seems like, the average lifespan of a white man
Is more than twice that of a black life-spanner
Wonder if sometimes it has a fight scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can’t escape my circumstance
I’d rather hear them say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord
Ninja, now it’s better to describe banter
But that’s life
Strapped, ’cause we’re strapped financially
And can’t find answers
We’re applying for McDonald’s
It seems like the only franchise that’ll hire, so how can we have higher standards
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence
But acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes wack lives madder
At cops and cops madder
And that’s why it’s at a stalemate
Can’t arrive at a compromise so it’s Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more, black cops, the crap stops
The block is our backyard offices
Not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act pissed off at us a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for good cops
And man, stop, sending white cops, into black neighborhoods
‘Cause they ain’t acclimated to ’em
Like that’s the way to do it
Who’s seen some fuckin’ videos of rappers waving guns
And no nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that’s racism
Fear to the black face gives them
A subconscious racist
Wait, why is there black neighborhoods?
‘Cause America segregated us
Designated us, to an area
Separated us
Section-eight’d us
When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
And education sucks, every days another
Freddie Grey for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Why is it, they treat us like dryer lint?
We just want a safe environment for our kids, but can’t escape
The sirens
Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies
In
The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
The lowest classes, its like a razor wire fence
And we’re trapped in, these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
Lions, tigers and bears oh my! More like billy clubs and
Gats
And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause
We’re black
"But you kill each other, facts- you peel each
Others caps, for silly stuff like hats”
Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
While people with nothing to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck is the boots?
And streets act as a narrator
Don’t gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that just to be black, you better be strapped, with a derringer- or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
‘Cause no one overseas, these cops, and
Always see some B charges
We see them beat Rodney King and got off
So we don’t need all your crooked police peace officer offerings
Just keep marching, til’ we reach congress
But they gonna say you’re tying to take an irrational stance cause you try to slander the flag
But somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it a Kapernick tantrum if you don’t stand for the national anthem
We raised it, you better praise it or you’ll be made to feel like a traitor, we’ll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the bravest still, racist spills
So the whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that it was foundation on based on united states ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singing the Star Spangled Banner to a piece of cloth that represents the land of the free that made people slaves to build

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Youngsta CPT – Own 2018 Lyrics

Youngsta CPT – Own 2018 Lyrics

I wanna own 2018, 2019, 2020
21, 22, 23, 24, 25 2026

I wanna own 2018 and 19
That’s my dream, wasn’t made by the Chinese
I wrote the song on New Year’s day
But I already knew it in May
Hoe koel is jy
Lyricist of the year brought with the award
Celebrating the top ten list in the mall
Frank Casino want the whole thing and took the source
J Molly came aboard Madjozi was like Sure
Yho! Stage four crisis, water
I don’t wanna know what’s gonna happen here more
Dams are drying all across the nation
When we ask for answers then they complicate it
Turn the tap and now it’s flowing rapid
Another one that’s classic like DJ Khaled
Still doing it for Kaapstad, the real Kaapstad
I kap not broer I will never wilatas
Steerapa, my words are hard
I murder songs that’s called burgler bars
But this is history, with efficiency
Can you picture me at the fisheries
Use your nostrils to smell the fossil
I’m like a spit-braai without the charcoal
Too much sauce for your borewors
I turn old Nissans to the newest Porsche
Like skrrrr, no exhaust
That’s motorsport, you get no support
I go to ghettos, do a trophy tour
Then fly back and forth like I’m an astronaut
Away to Pluto on the Telemundo
My girl gets lower than Babes Wodumo
I wrestle sumos and expect a clue so
but where were you though I’m numero uno
I’m een, one word
You are not the answer, Die Antwoord
Ek’s daaiste dik naai
Who reps the Kaap and dress kwaai
More bars, less hype
So please asseblief don’t act like a thief
You need to get rubbed with a tub full of bleach
You should give more money to the poor when you’re rich
So yes I’mma go hard and leave scars
My ? soos ‘n crowbar so charge
My bra you are soap bars, stay soft
I’m a Kaapstad Mozart, hou aan
My broer don’t try it, quiet
I’m a Somalian pirate play the violins
When I pray to the highest to shine his light down, ultraviolet
Silence, God damn
You underrate me but you know I do spit
So many weapons but what’s the solution
Selling that garbage that smells like polution
If you act stupid you get kicked with that ooh shit
You are obsessing and dressin in Gucci
You are gesuip I be sipping a smoothie
I am a general now you salute me
Kinders they love us they gaan ?
see how tightly she held me
As soon as we took a selfie
I’mma play her like a ball from Chelsea
And kinders love us from Kuils river to Elsies
From Heideveld and Lintegee
All the ghettos in the western hemisphere
It’s lie 2019 is already here
But it’s 2018, what a year

bridge
2018 I’mma own it
I don’t even see my oponent
I dont want half, want the whole thing
Now let me have my moment
2018 I’mma own it
? bitch, you know this
You gotta stay real stay focussed
2018 I’mma own it
2018 I’mma own it
I don’t even see my oponent
I dont want half, want the whole thing
Now let me have my moment
2018 I’mma own it
? bitch, you know this
You gotta stay real stay focussed
2018 I’mma own it

hook

I’mma…
Own 2018, own 2018, own 2018
Own 2018, own 2018
‘Cause Kaapstad naaier wanna
Own 2018, own 2018, own 2018
Own 2018, own 2018
‘Cause Kaapstad naaier wanna
Own 2018, own 2018, own 2018
Own 2018, own 2018
‘Cause Kaapstad naaier wanna
Own 2018, own 2018, own 2018
Own 2018, own 2018

Because Kaapstad naaier naaier

Youngsta CPT – Own 2018 Lyrics