Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the had us all apes Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate That was a era, in my pants Yeah, X Clan hair, dreads at the top of my fade
an' Feds on the blocks where I played, b-ball That's when I wondered was I for the cause, or be-cause 'Cause Ray Charles see the ghetto Was told to strong an' I could beat the devil
'Cause yo, I used to play Balcony seats Watchin' swing in the front row, then out in the streets The car show, 560's, afros pumpin' Super Lover Cee an' Casanova
Live chicks be, bustin' out of clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big door pealin' they earlobes So them years go? Where the old gold beers an' cheers go? But now them here doe, so
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, one mo' time
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, still life's ride, right
Political thugs in suits persuade us to pull In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces" We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons in arms of veterans instead of bigger fortunes
There's still a lot of in the carpet offices War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they us They won't be the beast too long The murderers wearin' uniforms, confederate flags I burn
Beat street breakers dancin' to the music I chose An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was tootin' they In frozen of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children an' double
We devil incarnates, headed for Where Shell gas company in Africa be havin' us killed Your paper was the death of Christ An' all these shorties comin' up, just resurrect life It's a cycle
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's bustin', still 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 stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,
to wear rags on they hair when it was fried up That's we were lied to, buyin' hair products Back before my generation, when our started disintegratin' 'Til awareness penetratin'
The styles come from prison, they used potatoes liquor Just to prove we some Turnin' into somethin', is God work An' you get without struggle an' hard work
War is to my in chains From to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to know one thing The hardest thing is to forgive, but God if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God loves
Take one toward him, he takes two towards you when all else fail, God support you I it, got God sun on my stomach My heart an' my lungs was affected from an'
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' like that
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, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still life's ride, right