So Long: acordes por 
David Banner 
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Key: D# minor•
Verse 1
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I think for the most
part our generation is
Filled with a bunch of
motherfucking cowards
And I say that man cause we beef
with amongst each other
We kill and we shoot each other
in our own hoods
And we bang each other, we won't bang cops,
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you know what im sayin
And one thing theses motherfuckers
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in America know
They know we wont do shit
Verse 2
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I'm grip pin' the neena
Visions of 911, visions of three 6's no 7's
This is bushanomics, George is a
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modern day Ronald Reagan
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I pray to god and I miss the prayers,
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nig gas I'm just sayin'
When do we stop playin',
when do we stop pimpin' and start sprayin'
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50 shots for every cop that popped sean bell,
his body layin'
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But they don't quit cause they know that
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our generation wont do shit
Nothin', nada, but every rapper is
a shotta or a don dotta
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Or a killer but you ain't killin' nothin'
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in this piece unless its another nigga
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Tryin to raise boys to supermen,
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And while I'm at it fuck
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Arthur J. Cooperman
Its never just- ice for blacks but
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they send just- us to Iraq
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With poor whites and Latinos I pray
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to God that you hear this single
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This is Ban ners middle finger yall,
yeah!
Verse 3
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[Chorus: x2] I've been
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waitin'
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in
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the hood for so long (so long)
I've been waitin' in the hood
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for so long (so long)
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For some niggas to stand up in here
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We some soldiers and we have no
fear
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Mrs. Catherin Johnson was murdered
by police
In north- west Atlanta but I
don't hear it in the streets
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With a anger in the hood
for this old lady dying
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DC 6 aint shit but cops lying
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Ain't shit but bullets flyin'
39 slugs from under- covers
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Fuck the law! this was some body's
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damn grandmother
And she died over crack sales,
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crooked ass cops
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Or some nigga tryin' to flip yay,
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yeah
You ain't have to sell it in her yard
You aint trappin bitch you yappin
to the motherfucking Gods
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An d I got a damn question,
why the city ain't pissed off?
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When I know yall heard shots and little lady got hauled off yall,
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yeah
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[Chorus]
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I don't understand if you don't ride
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for something dog
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Fight for something,
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fight anybody but your motherfuck ing self nigga
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We sell drugs,
but we only sell drugs to ourself
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We bang and we only
bang on ourselves
We do every fucking negative
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thing and niggas is so hard
Niggas on the radio, on cities,
on tapes, in movies
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They got guns, they got pistols,
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But ain't nobody shooting
at nothing but they self
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Fear is the only thing that people respect
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We forget everybody but ourself
These cops gonna have
to fear something
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Something gonna have to happen
Yall goin' to march,
march to the motherfucking cops house my nigga
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Make these motherfuck ers
fear something
Cause make us, they got us scared
They got niggas scared
to go strip clubs nigga
You know shit my nigga like,
Somethin' gotta happen I say it
Cause I ain't scared I
ain't scared of shit
I'm scared of god I'm
scared of god first
And I'm scared of takin' the blessing
that god has given me
And leading someone down
the wrong path (wrong path)
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