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 Clan hair, dreads at the top of my fade
Homicide an' Feds on the blocks 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 stay strong an' I beat the devil
yo, I used to play Apollo Balcony seats Watchin' razors in the front row, then out in the streets The car show, 560's, afros Acuras pumpin' Super Cee an' Casanova
Live chicks be, out of they clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big knockers pealin' they earlobes So them years go? Where the old gold beers an' cheers go? But now shorties here doe, so
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' 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,
Political thugs in suits persuade us to pull In army boots, yellin, "Join the forces" We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons in arms of veterans instead of bigger fortunes
There's still a lot of crawlin' in the carpet War in the ghetto, we in a barrel, they torture us They won't be servin' the too long The murderers wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I
Beat street breakers were to the music I chose An' Peachtree heads was tootin' they nose In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's an' double
We incarnates, headed for jail Where Shell gas company in South Africa be us killed Your paper money was the death of An' all these shorties comin' up, just resurrect life like a cycle
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still life's ride, one mo' time
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels 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,
Used to wear rags on hair when it was fried up That's when we were lied to, buyin' hair Back before my generation, our blackness started disintegratin' 'Til awareness started
The come from prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor Just to prove we some Turnin' into somethin', is God work An' you get nothin' without an' hard work
War is necessary to my in From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' to know one thing The thing is to forgive, but God does if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God loves
Take one step 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 you back You only get one life, an' yo, because of I'm still blazin', goin' out for the Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no An' it's like
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, right