Review

October, 07th 2016

Rap by The Game, Marsha Ambrosius. Sins of their fathers, as they tell, precluding them from having a normal future and today’s being. Under the ‘fathers’ concept he means Fathers Founders, who gave him nothing but infringement of his rights as a person. ‘Yes, master’ is their past, alongside with whips, chains, and gone brains. He would like to forget this all, but would hit anyone, too, who will not keep it in mind. There are buildings around, built by their ancestors-slaves. Reference: Sins Of Our Fathers - Musikupdate

Sins Of Our Fathers lyrics - The Game, Marsha Ambrosius

The Game, Marsha Ambrosius "The Birth of a Nation" soundtrack

Sins Of Our Fathers Song Lyrics

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

Sins of our fathers

Father, forgive me

And after all I gave you stole my name

And took away from me

Our founding fathers

What have you gave to me?

I've been the victim of a broken home

You stole away from me

Sins of our fathers

[Verse 1: The Game]

I could hit you with the "Yes master", pastor

Or I could close the box on your ass like cold pizza

Whips and chains, brain gone, mind in shackles

Cam Newton, a Black Panther hard to tackle

Mix the moonshine with the Snapple

The White House a plantation

But they're teachin' our kids it's a castle

Built by slaves, my guilt by trade, the maze

Lab rats pickin' cotton inside invisible cages

House nigga, he hate us more than the massa

Burn his own church and smile in the face of the pastor

The last days, drinkin' our own sweat in the field

Either kneel or you get your ass killed

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

Sins of our fathers

Father, forgive me

And after all I gave you stole my name

And took away from me

Our founding fathers

What have you gave to me?

I've been the victim of a broken home

You stole away from me

Sins of our fathers

[Verse 2: The Game]

They gave my great-great grandfather lashes 'cause he stole a f**kin' horse

Now 500 horsepower in my mothaf**kin' Porsche

As I light my torch on this Mississippi porch

Let the Mississippi River shatter windows on my [?]

Corpses is, of course this is, genocide

I'm in the same church where little kids and women died

I can hear the voices, ropes around throats

Separated our families when they stacked us on them boats

Choke, as your legs shake you start to lose hope

Wishin' the branch would break, but nope

Soon as your neck snap, they start laughin' and takin' pictures

'Cause to them you ain't nothin' but a mothaf**kin' nigga

500 years later, I'm in the club

Chain on my neck, Harriet Tubman on the dub

Ben Franklin on the hundred, Hamilton on the ten

Even in death, she still surrounded by white men

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

Sins of our fathers

Father, forgive me

And after all I gave you stole my name

And took away from me

Our founding fathers

What have you gave to me?

I've been the victim of a broken home

You stole away from me

Sins of our fathers

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