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Mad About

This song is by High Society Collective and appears on the album Circa MMXI: The Collective (2012).

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Song of the Day
January 21, 2013
Sho Baraka:
He was screaming from the back now he's in the front
Diarrhea of the mouth plus he pissy drunk
He captures the audience with every word he shouts
He wants to know all the things that I'm mad about

Swoope:
He's innocent but red and blue is in his rear-view
Why? 'cause brown is his skins hue
Commit an offense is what he didn't do
But cops see the old same
Lawyers see a closed case
Judge sees a trumped charge
And he sees the front of bars
A classic route is what I'm mad about

Natalie Lauren Sims "Suzy Rock":
I'm sick of these ignorant, racial discriminates ain't we all immigrants
Who are we to restrict permission for Them to enter in
A land we didn't create but abuse to our benefit
They only as good as they can give
We just want 'em to work but we never want 'em to live

J.R.:
Some live for today, while others live for tomorrow.
Some live in the past, looking for time to borrow.
If we gave the innocent a voice, I wonder what would they.
Or would they be tired from screaming, please someone hear our cry.

Natalie Lauren Sims "Suzy Rock":
She mad he ran through with no Jimmy
Couldn't borrow the $650 to leave the baby at the clinic
Bet the neighbors know your name 'cause she screaming scratching an yellin'
He fighting with his girl
Sixteen and she pregnant

Swoope:
I'm at the pump getting Punk'd
'Cause every time I'm empty I'm feeling the government is pimping
So I'm at the pump with the pump
I feel like I gotta steal to get filled up
The game is chess, money is king, gas is clout
And I'm just a pawn is what I'm mad about

Sho Baraka:
I'm mad that government got us believing greed and capitalism is the only way to succeed
Friends from my old hood talk about they plant seeds
That's ironic 'cause all I see them do is smoke trees
Pharaoh got them I'm trying to let them out
I left the burning bush just to tell these jokers what I'm mad about

Swoope:
I'm mad, I'm pissed, I'm frustrated
'Cause some dad left their kids, and plus racist
Corrupt government is running unjust races
So when you see me turning red it ain't the blush face, its
Anger, from the love that I feel for a stranger
'Cause injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere
I echo the views of Martin Luther the Second
If we never teach truth we'll keep confusing the lesson.

J.R.:
Some live for today, while others live for tomorrow.
Some live in the past, looking for time to borrow.
If we gave the innocent a voice, I wonder what would they.
Or would they be tired from screaming, please someone hear our cry.
Will someone hear our cry!
Will someone hear our cry!
Will someone hear our cry!

Swoope:
She was only eight when they threw her in the trade
Abused in her youth now a slave of this rape
Uncle prostitutes the niece before she got through puberty
And its hard for her to pray 'cause she's dropping to her knees for a priest
Geez, the cross that he wears is the cross that she bears
Pedophiles is what I'm mad about.

Sho Baraka:
She can scream loud but they won't let her out
They keep milking honey 'cause she's a cash cow
I'm mad she swings on poles for significance
Talks with her body that the only way we listening
She thirst for water in a current drought
Get your eyes off her thighs and let her tell you what she's mad about

Natalie Lauren Sims "Suzy Rock":
I give 'em heart in these bars
But they rather me get him hard
Give 'em a little Minaj
Sing and summersault for applause in panties and bra
Barter my body for the ladder to climb up the charts
I guess getting naked is what success is mad cause the truth is the only thing I bare in

J.R.:
When you hurt I should hurt
And when we smile you should smile.
'Cause what's mine will be yours.

Pastor Leonce Crump II:
And though Dr. King had this dream of of of a city
And a people that was not divided by race and culture and creed
And class division that created hostility,
He dreamed of a world where people were united in
And woven into this beautiful tapestry that he called "all God's children".
He had a beautiful dream, it was a gospel dream.
1776, these words were ratified by our forefathers.
We hold these truths to be self-evident.
That all men are created equal. All men, and women
That they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights,
Among these; life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness

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