Lyrics:
get concious minds provoked and ghetto passes revoked
cause we surrounded by the evil, you know that the people's minds
is feeble they believe in it,
and restrained
We were younger then
When I go to sleep
I hardly ever dream
And when I'm wide awake
I can't believe what I see
I see the good people trying
I
the blood pressure rises slowly, by the day
Work two jobs, just so rice is on the children's plate
Landlord tells you, "This is the last time you can be
You gon’ feel me now
We gon’ ride when you working
If you don’t believe me now
Then you bound to detergent
These suckas on the prowl
Always smile when
100 Racks
Make it stack
Give it back
And some mo'
What is cash
To a man
Like myself
What is Gold
All I have
On my path
When I pass
Is my soul
Runnin
Children of a lesser God when your melanin's got a tint
And I can't even mention what I sent or what I spent
'Cause my name in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put
Khatru
Anderson/Howe/Wakeman
Sing, bird of prey;
Beauty begins at the foot of you. Do you believe the manner?
Gold stainless nail,
Torn through
Yea...
Fuck the cars
Fuck the clothes
Fuck the hoes
Fuck the gold
I make music
Cause when all of that goes
And there ain't nothing more
I still make
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned
The word was respect
Just because you wore a different gang color than mine's
everything operates by computers
Then what happens when circuit breaks?
Y2k's the big scare
Scientists say we ain't prepared
What I feel is contrare
mobster prophecy
Well mobbin' what can be better than weed, drinks, bitches and loot?
Jackin' off 20 G's cause you got more money to scoop
Liffs
the life that I'm livin I need it
Don't believe me ask my wife and my children
See I'm back on the street packin the heat
Royalty checks equal to crack in
I believe that children are our future;
Teach them well and let them lead the way.
Show them all the beauty they possess inside.
Give them a sense
I believe that children are our future;
Teach them well and let them lead the way.
Show them all the beauty they possess inside.
Give them a sense
cause when its all worth believing
We can make it work do believe that
We've mistrust in the dust and believe fact
We can achieve tact
By tuning out
cause when its all worth believing
We can make it work do believe that
We've mistrust in the dust and believe fact
We can achieve tact
By tuning out
at me, you better believe I'm bustin back)
Verse 2
Nigga what's all that bluffin 'fo
steady mackin tough, but we know y'all some hoes
the fuck out while I’m losing my patience
I earned my demons clout by running my mouth
‘Cause they like what I said and what I did so I let 'em out
Fuck
lil baby
You should get back what you spent on him
(In the City)
I'm high priced
High valued
And I'm bouta have a mark up
Tryna take the city back from
That’s flawed and phony and do front on repeat
You know what I mean
Why don’t you check and see
If they got that rep they sing
My city is ashes for truth I
can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,
they stole, took it all
Gave us drugs after gold
Incarceration to a fold
To raise the murder toll
What else, to divide communities
Do away with
Midas's touch turned everything to gold
Only water could save his children, we're told
So when water's gold what do you do
Take a sip and you're for
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