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, with dreads at the top of my
Homicide an' Feds on the blocks where I played, when I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause 'Cause Ray Charles could see the Was told to stay strong an' I beat the devil
'Cause yo, I used to play Balcony seats Watchin' swing razors in the row, then out in the streets The car show, 560's, chemical pumpin' Super Lover Cee an' Casanova
Live chicks be, bustin' out of they Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers pealin' earlobes So where them go? Where the old gold beers an' cheers go? But now them shorties doe, so
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, 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 drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,
Political thugs in suits persuade us to pull In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces" We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons Needles in arms of instead of bigger 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 murderers wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I
Beat street were dancin' to the music I chose An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was tootin' nose In frozen of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children With an'
We incarnates, headed for jail Where Shell gas company in South be havin' us killed Your paper was the death of Christ An' all these shorties comin' up, resurrect your life It's a cycle
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, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still life's ride, right
Used to wear rags on hair when it was fried up That's we were lied to, buyin' hair products Back my generation, when our blackness started disintegratin' 'Til awareness penetratin'
The come from prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor to prove we some creative Turnin' into somethin', is God work An' you get nothin' struggle an' hard work
War is necessary to my in 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 step 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 lungs was from an' gettin'
Do your body an' it loves you back You only get one life, an' yo, of that I'm blazin', goin' out for the cause Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no An' like that
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' Riker's Island bustin', still packed, what's the The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still life's ride, right