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Between the Sheets
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Between the Sheets was released on January 1, 1992 by Rhino Atlantic as a part of the album Another Latin Timebomb
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Release DateJanuary 1, 1992
LabelRhino Atlantic
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM102

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
A.L.T. & The Lost Civilization
A.L.T. & The Lost Civilization
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Al Tribette
Al Tribette
Songwriter
Chuck Rio (Daniel Flores)
Chuck Rio (Daniel Flores)
Songwriter

Lyrics

I will use whatever force is necessary to restore order
What is going on in L.A. must and will stop
As your President, I guarantee you, this violence will end
The gasoline can, the gasoline man
Is comin' to town, 'cause I got a tan
He's puttin' a cross in the middle of my lawn
Lightin' it up like Vietnam
Yo, is this a game? Who gets the blames?
When you see a symbol of Christ up in flames
My family cries, I cover my daughter's eyes
Hang my head low, but I'm not surprised
I gotta get away from the drama
See, my child's only 3, can she handle the trauma?
A truck drives away, the screech of a tire
A tear in my wife's eye, plus a
Reflection of a cross on fire
But I admire how she handles what's happenin'
All because my first album went platinum
Had to buy a big white house with a big green meadow
Shoulda kept my Mexican ass in the ghetto
I speak to the people, I keep it to the streets
But this is what happens
In between the sheets
Three hitchhikers in the heart of Mississippi
Two black men and a friend who's a hippie
When I rode a pickup truck
With three white boys and they drunk as fuck
One black man prayed he gave a trial on hope
But this had a nylon rope
So he ran like a raccoon
And got chased by a platoon
When they caught him they hit him and they beat him down
Just because his skin was too brown
Wanna see my face, you ****, you spook
It was President Bush, Darryl Vince and David Duke
They stood him on a milk crate
Put a noose on his neck and kicked it, it's too late
This is more than rhymes on beats
This is what happens
In between the sheets
I'm on a midnight train and I'm headed for Georgia
The same type of shit that I already told ya
I seen a brother get beat by five cops
And this one-way train wasn't makin' no stops
Stop, damn, damn, stop
I couldn't take it, yo, I was goin' insane
I stood up and screamed, "Stop the train!"
Jumped off the train, ran a half mile back
With this brother of color and he was still gettin' jacked
Fought with the pigs, caught a beat down too
I guess what they say about the South is true
I grabbed a gun from one of the police
The cop got shot with his own piece
This is more than rhymes on beats
Now I'm a John Doe and I'm in between the sheets
Written by: Al Tribette, Chuck Rio
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