Songtext von They Used To Call It Dope

Little piece of my heart like Janis No Joplin But pure hip hoppin As they try to ban us Crazy flight time no jacket Or ticket Wilson Picket had soul Fat trax so the rappers Can kick it Alan freed the waves As much as Lincoln freed da slaves Its here I bleed and some Bled until dead I got the rhythm from this Headbanger Who used to fly high Now he's just hangin in da hanger Hangin around homeless In a city of no hope I can't cope Just to think See they used to call it dope