terminator x – buck whylin’ lyrics
[intro: sister souljah]
we are at war!
black man, where is your heart?
the black man is so strong there’s no reason we can’t win!
everybody’s gonna have to get serious!
[verse 1: chuck d]
i try to teach and reach, i drop bombs with a little flow
remember back when i said ‘yo!’?
if you can’t get at those then get up
as the world turns, some sucka learns
as one quits, another hits, ain’t this a trip?
that’s why i’m known, i’m stoned up on the microphone
but they try to hang me dry
but then it’s do or die when they don’t give you a reason why
they be frontin’ forgettin’ finger pointin’ at us (d-mn!)
no discussion we be tearin’ up the joint, yeah
there was the music they use and the flex will go stylin’
terminator x, buck whylin’
[sister souljah]
what is america’s beef with the black man?
it’s the way that you walk
it’s the way that you talk
every brother and sister has got to be a soldier in the war against the black man
they want to keep your mind in a constant state of aggravation
[verse 2: chuck d]
ain’t nothing changed, still down with farrakhan
yeah, some seconds ticked, but still a time bomb
blowin’ up, they hope we shut up, what up?
is it shakin’ or bakin’ enough? god d-mn
like i told ’em it stands a man
with an att-tude, some people call me rude
and when they kick out the b-ss and treble
the place is in trouble, the population double
a trigger panic the spot, the heater’s on and it’s hot
like s-x, terminator gets ya go buck whylin’
[sister souljah]
sister souljah speaking!
sisters say, ‘where are the good black men?’
they’re missing in action because we are at war!
war!
war!
[verse 3: chuck d]
i’ll get ya go buck whylin’ (d-mn!) what the others say
come here and listen, stop missin’ what the brothers say
go for broke, we smoke, we go loco
cause what i’m sayin’ they’re playin’ me for a joke so
my tolerance to climb the fence
and what is told is told and it’s bold and it’s gold, you won’t
find this jam on a planet cause they take it for granted
at the end of the day they get paid
not this time the rhyme is ridin’ on a flex
the terminator x
that’s why i never can stop and i won’t i don’t stop
keep the flow of the info ’til the brain pops
and it be pumpin’ the sound and i’ll look
you’ll get down and start pilin’
terminator x, buck whylin’
[sister souljah]
if the truth hurts, then you’ll be in pain!
if the truth drives you crazy, you’ll be insane!
the laws are designed so that the black man as a collective cannot get paid
as i told you before, we’re at war!
[verse 4: chuck d]
some say it’s sad, they get mad cause we’re down with the boogie down
ice-t, big daddy on the rhythm now
i go stetsa, too and i betcha
with the 2 live crew and we’ll getcha
even got sir mix-a-lot
mc lyte, that’s right, huh, she can win a rhyme fight
we’ll fill the fall with incredible feats
terminator x, valley of the jeep beets
i’m givin’ you what you’re gettin’, a little taste of the p-e
that’s what it b-e
it doesn’t matter the platter still turns
every second with a record so hot that the floor burns
terminator
buck whylin’
[outro: sister souljah]
you can’t declare war on the black man without declaring war on me
i’m sister souljah, and i’m outta here
5000
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