Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the 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 where I played, b-ball That's I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause 'Cause Ray could see the ghetto Was to stay strong an' I could beat the devil
'Cause yo, I used to Apollo Balcony seats Watchin' swing razors in the front row, out in the streets The car show, 560's, chemical pumpin' Super Lover Cee an' Casanova
Live chicks be, out of they clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers they earlobes So where them years go? Where the old gold an' cheers go? But now them here doe, so
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 enjoyin' 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, enjoyin' life's ride, right
Political in shark suits persuade us to pull In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces" We lost the War, intoxicated poisons Needles in arms of veterans instead of fortunes
There's still a lot of crawlin' in the offices War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they us won't be servin' the beast too long The murderers wearin' uniforms, confederate flags I burn
Beat street were dancin' to the music I chose An' Atlantic heads was tootin' they 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, just resurrect your like a cycle
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Island 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 are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right
Used to wear rags on they hair when it was up That's when we were to, buyin' hair products Back before my generation, when our blackness disintegratin' 'Til awareness penetratin'
The styles come from prison, they used potatoes liquor Just to prove we some Turnin' nothin' into somethin', is God An' you get nothin' without struggle an' hard
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 or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God loves
Take one step toward him, he 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 an' it loves you back You get one life, an' yo, because of that I'm still blazin', goin' out for the rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no laws An' it's like
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', 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, snorkels an' Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right