Pushin drop tops
Stacy Lattisaw tapes
the 80’s had us all apes
youngest gorillas up to bat
at home plate
that was a uncanny era
guns in my pants
Yeah X clean hair
with dreads at the top
of my fade
Homicide and feds
on the blocks where
I played b ball
That’s wehn i wondered was
i here for the cause
or be cause
cause Ray Charles could
see the ghetto
was told to stay strong and
I could beat the Devil
cause yo I used to play
Apollo balcony seats
watchin niggaz swing razors
in the front row
then out in the streets
the car show
560’s chemical afros
acuras pumpin super lover cee
and casanova
live chicks be
asses bustin out
of they clothes
wearin up gloss
big goor knockers pealin
they ealobes
so where them years go
where the old god beers
and cheers go
but now them shorties
here doe so
The doo rags are back
fitted hats snorkels and furs
Riker’s island
buses still packed
what’s the word
they drinkers stay drinkin
or puffin they herd
and I’m still enjoyin
life’s ride one more time
The doo rags are back
fitted hats snorkels and furs
Riker’s island buses
still packed
what’s the word
they drinkers stay drinkin
or puffin they herd
and I’m still enjoyin
life’s ride right
Political thugs
in shark shuits persuade us to
pull triggers
in army boots yellin
join the armed forces
we lost the Vietnam War
intoxicated poisons
needles in arms of veterans
instead of bigger fortunes
There’s still a lot of naked
crawlin in the carpet offices
war in the ghetto
we crabs in a barrel
they torture us
they won’t be servin
the beast too long
the murderers wearin
polices uniforms
confederate flags I Burn
Beat street breaker were
dacin to the music I chose
and Peachtree atlantic
crackheads was tootin they nose
in frozen corners of Chicago
loaded up Llama’s children
with fo fo’s
and double revolvers
we devil incarnates
heaed for jail
where shell gas company
in South Africa be havin
us killed
your paper money was
the death of Christ
And all these shotries
comin up just resurrct
your life
It’s like a cycle
The doo rags are back
fitted hats
snorkels and furs
Riker’s island buses still
packed what’s the word
they drinkers stay drinkin
or puffin they herd
and I’m still enjoyin
life’s ride
one more time
The doo rags are back
fitted hats snorkels and furs
Riker’s island buses
still packed
what’s the word
they drinkers stay drinkin
or puffin they herd
and I’m still enjoyin
life’s ride right
Niggaz used to wear rags
on they hair when it
was fried up
That’s when we were lied to
buyin hair products
Back before my generation
when our blackness
started disintegratin
til awareness
started penetratin
The styles come from prison
they used potatoes
makin liquor
just to prove
we some creative niggaz
Turnin nothin into somethin
is God work
And you get nothin without
struggle and hard work
War is necessary
to my niggaz in chains
From Greene to Sing Sing
I’m wantin y’all to
know one thing
The hardest thing is
to forgive but God does
Even if you murdered or robbed
yeah it’s wrong
but God loves
Take one step toward him
he takes two toward you
Even when all else fail
God support you
I done it
got God sun on my stomach
My heart and my lungs was
affected from Henny’s
and gettin blunted
Do your body right and
it loves you back
You only get one life
and yo because of that
I’m still blazin
goin out for the cause
Still rockin stockin caps
not for the waves
obeyin no laws
And it’s like that
The doo rags are back
fitted hats snorkels and furs
Riker’s island buses
still packed what’s the word
they drinkers stay drinkin
or puffin they herd
and I’m still enjoyin
life’s ride
one more time
The doo rags are back
fitted hats snorkels and furs
Riker’s island buses
still packed
what’s the word
they drinkers stay drinkin
or puffin they herd
and I’m still enjoyin
life’s ride right
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