Cheers! Sorry. But this ain't that good 'ol let's sit and have a beer type of one. You're going to be upset. There's a twist. Call it sarcastic. Sure. But haha. Good luck.
hiphop
milwaukee
real talk
hmong music
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Story behind the song
We love this life, this is how we want to be, wea€™re so happy, laugh with me. If this is what makes us so happy then why are we so sad. Why is this world full of such sad people. Therea€™s a whole generation of angry children, ita€™s happy hour!!!
Lyrics
Smile with me, feel the laughter in the streets,
I could hear the whole world with my head against the concrete/
Corruption, poverty, manslaughter, and hatred,
God is good so who could have created this?/
The land of opportunity, manipulatina€™ unity,
Spreading disease, causing disturbance in our communities/
Kill to survive, the love of money got us twisted,
How could we love when we feel love never existed/
Put the killer in jail, the money is the gateway,
With all this money we have the freedom to escape/
As much as we attack tobacco companies the government wona€™t ban it,
Yo, and I dona€™t understand it/
If it kills the population we should get rid of it,
But then the governments gonna lose their percentage/
Oh, I get it, let the generation die young,
As long as we gettin money instead of getting none/
Society is ran by a bunch of morons,
Letting this tragedy go on and on, right or wrong/
We love this life, the world programmed our heads,
Wea€™re smiling on the outside but inside wea€™re dead/
CHORUS: Ita€™s happy houra€¦a€¦leta€™s laugh, leta€™s smilea€¦a€¦
Ita€™s happy houra€¦a€¦leta€™s laugh, leta€™s smilea€¦a€¦
Ia€™m here spittin knowledge, trying to give hope to the world and all,
But the media wants to say ita€™s the rappers fault/
Now how did that happen, they like to lie and deceit,
Brainwashing our minds they want to make us believe/
Entertainment is changing us, the worlda€™s getting fake,
Wea€™re all getting poor while Hollywooda€™s getting paid/
Sex sells and everyday people buy in,
No one wants happiness, the power of love is dying/
Dona€™t blame it on sex, go and blame it on the condom,
Thanks for the creation now we got another problem/
Public school diseases practicing safe sex,
Corrupting intelligence, putting us all in a hex/
Now we got pregnant teens, fathers testing DNAa€™s,
Ladies having babies and then giving them away/
A world of divorced parents and foster kids,
The lack of responsibility thata€™s what it is/
Now we pay our monthly fees for Anger Management classes,
The next day wea€™re fighting again, thata€™s how long it lasts/
We love to have sex everyone just wants to f*** ,
Ita€™s sad how wea€™re ruining the gift of making love/
Ita€™s all fun and games it aint even about the kids,
How can we look at ourselves with the way that we live/
We dona€™t have love for life, life is just an accident,
We have a whole population of accidents/
Because of safe sex wea€™re all accidents,
All these beautiful children, accidents/
Now we want to be secure using pregnancy pills,
Buy all types of drugs just to be fulfilled/
Viagra and implants, paying plastic surgeons,
Once you lose it you could never be a virgin/
Disease spread around crawling through our fingertips,
Messed up lives and torn relationships/
A girl for the guy that use to be the right way,
But now the world is full of fagots and gays/
We was born that way, I guess thata€™s the excuse,
Dona€™t expect me to believe that with all my heart I refuse/
Ita€™s disgusting, all you peoples is twisted,
Good job Satan you got the whole world tempted/
And now even doctors are murderers, too,
Taking away a breath of life in the emergency room/
They want you to believe that abortion is right,
If the baby can kick you then that means ita€™s alive/
Ita€™s living inside of you, breathing what you breathe,
And when you hold it in your arms thata€™s the gift you receive/
How can you kill something so innocent to better your wealth,
Selfish mother f*** er you will burn in Hell/
Abusing their opportunities because of your mistakes,
Man ita€™s time the Lord puts you in your place/
CHORUS: Ita€™s happy houra€¦a€¦a€¦a€¦a€¦a€¦a€¦..
Quote (no music):
My blood rushes while lyrics are gushing through my brain cells,
Spittin knowledge people throw they checks at me, because my brain sells/