Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the 80's had us all apes Youngest gorillas up to bat at plate That was a era, in my pants Yeah, X Clan hair, with dreads at the top of my
Homicide an' Feds on the blocks where I played, That's when I wondered was I here for the cause, or 'Cause Ray Charles could see the Was told to stay strong an' I could the devil
'Cause yo, I used to play Balcony seats Watchin' swing razors in the front row, then out in the The car show, 560's, afros Acuras pumpin' Lover Cee an' Casanova
Live chicks be, bustin' out of clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers pealin' they So where them years go? the old gold beers an' cheers go? But now them shorties doe, so
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, still enjoyin' ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, what's the The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still life's ride, right
thugs in shark suits persuade us to pull In army boots, yellin, "Join the forces" We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons Needles in arms of instead of bigger fortunes
There's still a lot of in the carpet offices War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, torture us They be servin' the beast too long The murderers wearin' police uniforms, flags I burn
Beat street breakers were dancin' to the I chose An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was they nose In corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children With an'
We devil incarnates, for jail Where Shell gas company in South be havin' us killed Your paper money was the of Christ An' all these shorties up, just resurrect your life It's a cycle
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, still life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, right
Used to wear rags on they hair when it was up That's we were lied to, buyin' hair products Back before my generation, when our blackness disintegratin' awareness started penetratin'
The styles come prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor Just to prove we some Turnin' nothin' somethin', is God work An' you get without struggle an' hard work
War is necessary to my in Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to know one thing The thing is to forgive, but God does Even if you or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God loves
one step toward him, he takes two towards you Even when all else fail, God you I done it, got God sun on my 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' it's like
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' 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, enjoyin' life's ride, right