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reagan's trap house - aaronya lyrics

[intro: reagan 1986 speech]
drugs are menacing our society. they’re threatening our values and undercutting our institutions. they’re k!lling our children. from the beginning of our administration, we’ve taken strong steps to do something about this horror. tonight i can report to you that we’ve made much progress. thirty*seven federal agencies are working together in a vigorous national effort, and by next year our spending for drug law enforcement will have more than triplеd from its 1981 levels

[chorus]
black k!ller, auntiе was an addict and my uncle was a crack dealer
guess it’s only perfect that they nephew is a rap n*gga
daddy was a pastor but my neighbor was a smack dealer
growing up is realizing that reagan was a trap n*gga

[verse 1]
grew up pentecostal but my n*gga grew up gang banging
daddy bible thumping but his daddy out here caine slanging
different paths in life but it took them to the same place
poverty’s a game and they were running in the same race
both our granny’s in the kitchen cooking up the same plate
both our friends were dying we were suffering the same fate
out of desperation i would search for something realer
that’s when i discovered that’s the governments a

[chorus]
black k!ller, auntie was an addict and my uncle was a crack dealer
guess it’s only perfect that they nephew is a rap n*gga
daddy was a pastor but my neighbor was a smack dealer
growing up is realizing that reagan was a trap n*gga

[verse 2]
let’s take a look at the 80s look at the babies look what they made me
look at the families built through pain
one of my uncles sold cocaine
one of my aunties died from aids
one of my aunties smoked free base
but it never freed her from pain
they were just lost souls in this game
if i could travel back to 1986 and tell the dope dealer that was slanging bricks that the coke he chopping didn’t come from compton
but it really came from the president
he would really think i was a dope head
he copped from ralo who copped from pablo who sold to oliver north man
there’s no such thing as a broke fed
[chorus]
black k!ller, auntie was an addict and my uncle was a crack dealer
guess it’s only perfect that they nephew is a rap n*gga
daddy was a pastor but my neighbor was a smack dealer
growing up is realizing that reagan was a trap n*gga
reagan was a trap n*gga
reagan was drug dealer
reagan was a thug n*gga
reagan was a king pin
for you stupid motherf*ckas man let it sink in

[outro]
glory to god
glory to god
glory
glory
glory to
glory to

- aaronya lyrics

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