Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy tapes, the 80's had us all apes Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate was a uncanny era, in my pants Yeah, X Clan hair, with at the top of my fade
Homicide an' on the blocks where I played, b-ball That's I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause 'Cause Ray Charles could see the Was told to stay strong an' I could the devil
'Cause yo, I used to play Apollo seats Watchin' swing razors in the row, then out in the streets The car show, 560's, chemical Acuras Super Lover Cee an' Casanova
Live chicks be, out of they clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big door pealin' they earlobes So where them years go? Where the old gold beers an' go? But now shorties here doe, so
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still life's ride, one mo' time
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right
Political thugs in shark suits us to pull In army boots, yellin, "Join the forces" We lost the Vietnam War, intoxicated Needles in arms of veterans instead of fortunes
still a lot of crawlin' in the carpet offices War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they us They be servin' the beast too long The wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I burn
Beat street breakers were dancin' to the music I An' Peachtree Atlantic was tootin' they nose In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up children an' double
We incarnates, headed for jail Where Shell gas company in Africa be havin' us killed Your paper money was the of Christ An' all these comin' up, just resurrect your life It's like a
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, right
Used to wear rags on they when it was fried up That's when we lied to, buyin' hair products Back before my generation, when our started disintegratin' 'Til awareness penetratin'
The styles come from prison, they potatoes makin' liquor Just to prove we creative Turnin' nothin' into somethin', is God An' you get nothin' without struggle an' hard
War is necessary to my in From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to one thing The hardest is to forgive, but God does Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God
one step toward him, he takes two towards you Even all else fail, God support you I done it, got God sun on my My heart an' my lungs was affected an' gettin'
Do your body right an' it loves you You only get one life, an' yo, of that I'm still blazin', out for the cause Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, no laws An' it's that
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, what's the The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still life's ride, right