Thirst Lyrics
| Song | Thirst |
| Artist | Jaron Ikner |
| Album | Jaron Ikner |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jaron Ikner | |
| 作曲 : Jaron Ikner | |
| taking knees for burning flags | |
| we can never turn it back | |
| doing what we can to shine | |
| moving with the hands of time | |
| pantomime | |
| trapped inside a box | |
| taking power from the people | |
| we don't know the cost | |
| but we pay the tax? | |
| what they do with that? | |
| what do they do with niggas when they catch em with a gram? | |
| private prison pulling in the bags | |
| divided system designed to distract | |
| then they go and hit you with the tax | |
| Every day it gets a little harder | |
| stay thirsty can't drink dirty water | |
| can't see me when the streets are getting darker | |
| free blood when they send you out to slaughter | |
| my heritage is bigger than the color of my skin | |
| they don't wanna see another brother win | |
| they wanna throw us in the pen | |
| they try to justify by rising up the crime rate | |
| picking up a basketball just another signed slave | |
| thinking that money will make up for blind rage | |
| leaving me irate, just an angry negro | |
| words as a weapon when they villainize my heroes | |
| fighting for my people, but I even know who | |
| feeling like an old dude, | |
| bitching about the new kids | |
| but we the reason they act so stupid | |
| then we go and call our own people coon and shit? | |
| self hate...with lack of motivation | |
| then say vote blind participation | |
| running out patience | |
| now we are adjacent | |
| to a generation | |
| assimilated | |
| by hate and making America great again | |
| Every day it gets a little harder | |
| stay thirsty can't drink dirty water | |
| can't see me when the streets are getting darker | |
| free blood when they send you out to slaughter |
| zuo ci : Jaron Ikner | |
| zuo qu : Jaron Ikner | |
| taking knees for burning flags | |
| we can never turn it back | |
| doing what we can to shine | |
| moving with the hands of time | |
| pantomime | |
| trapped inside a box | |
| taking power from the people | |
| we don' t know the cost | |
| but we pay the tax? | |
| what they do with that? | |
| what do they do with niggas when they catch em with a gram? | |
| private prison pulling in the bags | |
| divided system designed to distract | |
| then they go and hit you with the tax | |
| Every day it gets a little harder | |
| stay thirsty can' t drink dirty water | |
| can' t see me when the streets are getting darker | |
| free blood when they send you out to slaughter | |
| my heritage is bigger than the color of my skin | |
| they don' t wanna see another brother win | |
| they wanna throw us in the pen | |
| they try to justify by rising up the crime rate | |
| picking up a basketball just another signed slave | |
| thinking that money will make up for blind rage | |
| leaving me irate, just an angry negro | |
| words as a weapon when they villainize my heroes | |
| fighting for my people, but I even know who | |
| feeling like an old dude, | |
| bitching about the new kids | |
| but we the reason they act so stupid | |
| then we go and call our own people coon and shit? | |
| self hate... with lack of motivation | |
| then say vote blind participation | |
| running out patience | |
| now we are adjacent | |
| to a generation | |
| assimilated | |
| by hate and making America great again | |
| Every day it gets a little harder | |
| stay thirsty can' t drink dirty water | |
| can' t see me when the streets are getting darker | |
| free blood when they send you out to slaughter |
| zuò cí : Jaron Ikner | |
| zuò qǔ : Jaron Ikner | |
| taking knees for burning flags | |
| we can never turn it back | |
| doing what we can to shine | |
| moving with the hands of time | |
| pantomime | |
| trapped inside a box | |
| taking power from the people | |
| we don' t know the cost | |
| but we pay the tax? | |
| what they do with that? | |
| what do they do with niggas when they catch em with a gram? | |
| private prison pulling in the bags | |
| divided system designed to distract | |
| then they go and hit you with the tax | |
| Every day it gets a little harder | |
| stay thirsty can' t drink dirty water | |
| can' t see me when the streets are getting darker | |
| free blood when they send you out to slaughter | |
| my heritage is bigger than the color of my skin | |
| they don' t wanna see another brother win | |
| they wanna throw us in the pen | |
| they try to justify by rising up the crime rate | |
| picking up a basketball just another signed slave | |
| thinking that money will make up for blind rage | |
| leaving me irate, just an angry negro | |
| words as a weapon when they villainize my heroes | |
| fighting for my people, but I even know who | |
| feeling like an old dude, | |
| bitching about the new kids | |
| but we the reason they act so stupid | |
| then we go and call our own people coon and shit? | |
| self hate... with lack of motivation | |
| then say vote blind participation | |
| running out patience | |
| now we are adjacent | |
| to a generation | |
| assimilated | |
| by hate and making America great again | |
| Every day it gets a little harder | |
| stay thirsty can' t drink dirty water | |
| can' t see me when the streets are getting darker | |
| free blood when they send you out to slaughter |
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