CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : I’m The Captain Now
(Nina Simone)
If I had my way
I'da been a killa
Okay
That's true
I woulda had guns
And I would have gone to the south
And gave em violence for violence
Shot gun for shot gun
If I had my way
But my husband
He told me
I didn't know anything about guns
And he refused to teach me
And the only thing I had was music
So I obeyed him
But if I had my way
I wouldn't be sitting here today
I'd be
Probably dead
What if this flag wasn’t Red White and Blue?
What if the black panthers still was the move?
What if yo big homies was Malcolm X
Muhammad Ali and Huey P Newton?
And that God you ask forgiveness for turns out to be you?
And what if killin' yo own kind meant that you instantly die ?
And rape yo mother land and Queen and call her history now?
Imagine that nose that got shot off the Sphinx look just like mine
And no religion existed
No queen of England just some Kings Of Egypt
What if yo last name wasn’t yo slave masters?
And being born with dark skin made you Royal family
Imagine every face on this money was someone you was related to
And ropes around ya neck was always gold and not for hanging you
Yeah
You get the Klu cuz only a chicken Klux in a Klan
Burn down ya village and give everyone Afrikan names
See wife and kid and f**k em both
You on boat wit that sh*t
Uncle Sam really yo Auntie and life ain't a b*t*h
Kidnap then let you off the rope
Then go hunt for yo ass
Teach you a prayer so you're basically callin' me dad
Pimping at its finest
Gotta you loving this flag that I’m flying
Think that I’m lying
If I had my way
I'da been a killa
Okay
That's true
I woulda had guns
And I would have gone to the south
And gave em violence for violence
Shot gun for shot gun
If I had my way
But my husband
He told me
I didn't know anything about guns
And he refused to teach me
And the only thing I had was music
So I obeyed him
But if I had my way
I wouldn't be sitting here today
I'd be
Probably dead
What if this flag wasn’t Red White and Blue?
What if the black panthers still was the move?
What if yo big homies was Malcolm X
Muhammad Ali and Huey P Newton?
And that God you ask forgiveness for turns out to be you?
And what if killin' yo own kind meant that you instantly die ?
And rape yo mother land and Queen and call her history now?
Imagine that nose that got shot off the Sphinx look just like mine
And no religion existed
No queen of England just some Kings Of Egypt
What if yo last name wasn’t yo slave masters?
And being born with dark skin made you Royal family
Imagine every face on this money was someone you was related to
And ropes around ya neck was always gold and not for hanging you
Yeah
You get the Klu cuz only a chicken Klux in a Klan
Burn down ya village and give everyone Afrikan names
See wife and kid and f**k em both
You on boat wit that sh*t
Uncle Sam really yo Auntie and life ain't a b*t*h
Kidnap then let you off the rope
Then go hunt for yo ass
Teach you a prayer so you're basically callin' me dad
Pimping at its finest
Gotta you loving this flag that I’m flying
Think that I’m lying
