Paris - House Niggas Bleed Too Lyrics
[dialogue from the movie "They Live"]What's wrong with havin it good for a change?Now they're gonna let us have it good if we just help 'em.They're gonna leave us alone, let us make some money.You can have a little taste of that good life too.Now I know you want it - hell everybody does.You'd do it to your own kind.What's the threat? We all sell out every day.Might as well be on the winning team!{*footsteps, three gunshots*}[Paris]Aww yeahOne for the crabs, cutthroats that blast and backstabQuick to sell you short for a mother*****in dollarThis one's for y'allHere come a funky ditty from the one that make ya moveDoin the work in soldier field 'til ain't none left to doKickin the knowledge for the people just like me and youAnd I'ma keep on runnin until the shit is throughThis one is for the sissy niggaz livin in the houseY'all know the kind of ones that jump when massa call 'em outThey kinda tricky can't be trusted cause they run they mouthAnd when some shit start up it's always them that ain't aroundThis is a warnin for the few I knew like Ed and VernYou might get cheated when you meet 'em but I hope y'all learnThat every mother*****er don't know how to wait his turnAnd every brother ain't a brother and you might get burnedA little knowledge from a scholar so you know the partMy name is Paris and I kicks it to ya from the heartThought I forgot ya but I caught ya punk I thought ya knewHouse niggas bleed too, shit ain't throughWhattup Paul Mack? Ha, ha..
