Thug Holiday 作词：Lavell Crump, M Johnson, La Tocha Scott, Michael Sterling, Maurice Young
Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry it's alright baby Everything gone be gravy later, that's right Ah, this is the time when we take time to remember All the loved ones we lost in the struggle you know I dedicate this to my brother Hollywood, Lil' Toby, Bam My dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate this to the struggle Everybody in the county jail, state penn, and fed, check it out
If weren't for bad luck, hell, I guess that it's possible have none But when I think about it, where would I be without my gun How could I, get away from the po-pos if, a nigga could run And why was I, given a daughter when I always prayed for a son Life is crazy ain't it, sometimes I even think da same thang I been waitin' on freedom to ring, hell, but ain't a thang changed
And I lost my brotha in the struggle, Tata Head done lose his mother And I'm thinking if I lose mine who gone raise my brothas Not to be a thug, stay in school, don't use drugs Who'll teach them right from, show dem boys, true love So I pray for betta days, face da bombs and da run-a-ways And I put my guns away and I pray for peace on Sundays It's crazy ain't it
Just like the soldiers, that ain't comin' home this year Just like the fellas in prison, we miss you so much fa real What about the children who ran away, that ain't comin' home today Well here's a message from coast to coast 'Cause when them thugs really need it the most, a thug holiday Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug holiday Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug holiday
If it wasn't for, all these killings, all these conflicts in religions Muslims, Jews, and Christians would know that They are all God's children And there's only, one Him, plus ain't none of y'all confronted Him We so blind in our own mind we wouldn't even know God if we confronted Him And I, read yo books, konw all yo remixes to the Bible What about a, verse for thugs, cureable drugs, and survival, huh
Let's add some chapters, name 'em Martin, Malcolm and Farrakhan In all my history books, only one died was the Amerikans And let's point 'em out, who's responsible for Vietnam And hold on, there's more, we had 2 World Wars And, how come the judges make more than the teachers is making When they the one raising all the taxes and got us fighting for education Life is crazy ain't it
So many tears throughout the years, somebody tell me what's goin' on And so many lies but only God knows, about the pain deep inside It gets so hard, ya gotta keep ya head up I know ya fed up but stay strong Here's a message from coast to coast 'Cause when them thugs really need it the most, a thug holiday Jus like, jus like, jus like a thug holiday Jus like, jus like, jus like a
This is for my people in the ghetto I'm callin' out, I'm callin' out To all my thugs in the ghetto, callin' out 'Cause it gets hard sometimes Buy ya gotta keep ya head up, and be strong Here's a message from coast to coast Cause when them thugs really need it the most A thug holiday, thug holiday 'Cause we need it, gotta have it
Hmm mm, 'cause it gets hard here in these streets You know what I mean In the ghetto I'm callin' out to all my thugs in the ghetto Do you hear what I am saying? Hmm mm Callin' my thugs from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto This song is dedicated to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
A message from coast to coast When them thugs really need it the most A thug holiday, I said, 'A thug holiday, thug hoilday' We need it, we need it