Letra da Música: Black Cotton - Eminem

[2Pac]
Black cotton
Black cotton
Black cotton
A symbol for unrewarded struggle
Time for a little gospel tail
Ghetto gospel that is, listen!
Robbin' black cotton in God's eyes
Speak!

Black cotton
Steady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessing's
Class is in session the worst question is the first question
Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave
Never got paid but still we slave (In the nine tre')
Answer that then answer this too
Love's gonna get ya you know it's true life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act black and live
Not to be phony and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongue
Fat track gotcha sprung now you're hung (Do ya feel me?)
Dum dum diddy is it me?
Attempt to reach, each and every brother on the streets
If not peace then at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets, deceased
Lookin' through my high school yearbook
Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took
One homie, two homie, three homies, POOF
We used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shoot
God come save the misbegotten
Lost ghetto souls of black cotton (In God's eyes)

CHORUS [Eminem]
Nobody don't care
No matter how hard I try
Look to the sky ????? (Nobody don't care)
Seems like my dreams
Drowned in by screams
No answer to my questions (Nobody don't care)
Feels like I'm pressed
Why do I stress?
It's like I'm being tested (Nobody don't care)
Seems like my prayers
Vanish to thin air
Please answer my questions (Nobody don't care)

[Kastro]
In the belly of the beast I'm bubbling up
Running out of luck, about to self destruct
Old heads say live your life like such
You're sure to catch her wit' ya one day boy
I wouldn't listen to 'em
Your power movement was cool
But it ain't fix nothin'
So I just go with what I know
I don't trust none
Look what the 80's did
To what's Bebe's kids
And now we grown up
Nobody ain't own us yet

[Young Noble]
Black cotton, I'm plottin' ????
I'm workin' without a profit
They shacklin' all my homies
I'm hurtin' but keep the mind
??????
certainly we survive with Outlaw Ridas
What's the reward for a strugala
If the lord lovin' us then why they hate to see us comin' up
Runnin' up, gun cocked like nasty gloves
If you ain't got a penny, mind the glove, no love
Waitin' for my 40 acas and a blunt to blaze
Biblical times good hearts with milita minds
Black cotton, I'm hoppin' over enemy lines
Black cotton, I ain't stoppin' till they givin' me mine
Black cotton

Chorus 2x