Don`t Blame Me(ftc-murdermrserv-on) Lyrics

Don`t Blame Me(ftc-murdermrserv-on) lyrics

[Chorus: C-Murder]
Don't blame me for the pain the world has caused
Don't
blame me for your own imperfectionate flaws
If every individual were to
accept his own blame
I think the world would be a better change
A better
change

Nigga don't blame me cause my lyrics hittin your chest like
gunshots
And my thoughts seepin into your brain like cooked rocks
It's
like a thick I have on a nigga mind is ??? yall
Sort of like ???????? of
thugs
To break off from an overrated government full of corruption and
hypocrites
That try to immoralize yourself when they untouchable by laws,
that's bullshit
They say I'm overrated, but I'm highly
educated
Incarcerated but reinstated and I know them faders really hate
it
Rest in peace Malcom and King, TRU soldiers of the black folks
See
while yall gone, I'm a be a mouthpiece for the ghetto
I feel like it's my
duty, I be elected through spirit
One of the chosen few soldiers from the
infamous No Limit
Records, a cooliation of highly respected ghetto
millionares and servents
Just some independant brothers that deserve
it
Now don't point your finger partner, just pratice what you
preach
Cause it really ain't my fault playa, so don't blame
me

[Chorus]

[Mr. Serv-On]
Believe me
If I had my wish I'd
robbin every day nigga wake
Cause if you let the world tell em my lyrics are
the reason why
Lil niggas took the pains they can't take
Or the troubles
he left behind
Why I gotta be the vision
I ain't even lookin at when your
child choose music and he choose mine
But if you was a better parent he
wouldn't look up to my kind
And time life taught me
The last minutes of
your life is like bail, you either make it or you don't
You either goin love
me or you won't
But don't blame me when your child ain't got enough to
eat
And nigga I appreciate if you goin buy my CD's
But yall ain't got a
decent pair of shoes on his feet
The streets taught me you gotta accept your
blame and don't blame it on others
I look at my mother and I watch her
suffer
But we beat the bad times in uptown
And nobody gave a fuck,
everybody came around
We made it on our own
And turned a fucked up life
into a happy home

[Chorus: C-Murder]

[Mia X]
Don't blame me
because my skin tone's like God's own
The oldest skeleton was chose to be an
Africans born
I'm from a strong race of people who can never be
denied
Every tear we cry's like rain water and so our sea dries
Ghetto
flowers shades of ebony in full bloom
Women of color got sentenced,
blessings unto our womb
They'd rather see us doomed, placin flowers on
tombstones
But BeBe's kids multiply while yall tryin to plum to save your
own
Label me wrong because I spit the raw real
Yall feel all my verses,
even if I curse it's straight through em
Screw em, I takes my blame, you
hypocrites make me sick
Tryin to sabotage my arches, thoughts stay on some
scandelous shit
Get a grip on the way you truely live
Entertainment can't
raise your little kids
Run your households
You got to mold thier minds and
tell them what to look out for
Gangsta rap won't be a cop out no
more

[Chorus] - 2X