Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy tapes, the 80's had us all apes Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate That was a uncanny era, in my Yeah, X hair, with dreads at the top of my fade
an' Feds on the blocks where I played, b-ball That's when I was I here for the cause, or be-cause 'Cause Ray could see the ghetto Was told to stay an' I could beat the devil
yo, I used to play Apollo Balcony seats Watchin' swing razors in the front row, out in the streets The car show, 560's, afros Acuras pumpin' Lover Cee an' Casanova
chicks be, bustin' out of they clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big knockers pealin' they earlobes So where them years go? Where the old beers an' cheers go? But now them here doe, so
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, what's the The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, right
Political thugs in shark persuade us to pull In army boots, yellin, "Join the forces" We lost the Vietnam War, poisons Needles in arms of instead of bigger fortunes
There's still a lot of crawlin' in the carpet 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 to the music I chose An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was tootin' they In frozen of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children an' double
We incarnates, headed for jail Where Shell gas company in South Africa be us killed Your paper money was the of Christ An' all these shorties comin' up, just your life like a cycle
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, one mo' time
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' 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 blackness disintegratin' 'Til started penetratin'
The styles come from prison, they potatoes makin' liquor Just to we some creative Turnin' nothin' into somethin', is God An' you get nothin' struggle an' hard work
War is to my in chains From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' to know one thing The thing 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 when all else fail, God you I it, got God sun on my stomach My heart an' my was affected from an' gettin'
Do body right an' it loves you back You only get one life, an' yo, because of I'm still blazin', goin' out for the rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no laws An' like that
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,