Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the had us all apes Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate was a uncanny era, in my pants Yeah, X Clan hair, dreads at the top of my fade
Homicide an' on the blocks where I played, b-ball when I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause 'Cause Ray Charles 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 row, then out in the streets The car show, 560's, afros Acuras pumpin' Super Cee an' Casanova
Live be, bustin' out of they clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers pealin' earlobes So where them years go? the old gold beers an' cheers go? But now them shorties doe, so
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, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still life's ride, right
Political in shark suits persuade us to pull In army boots, yellin, "Join the forces" We lost the Vietnam War, intoxicated Needles in of veterans instead of bigger fortunes
There's still a lot of crawlin' in the carpet War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they us They be servin' the beast too long The murderers wearin' police uniforms, flags I burn
street breakers were dancin' to the music I chose An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was tootin' they In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's an' double
We incarnates, headed for jail Where Shell gas company in South be havin' us killed Your money was the death of Christ An' all these shorties comin' up, just resurrect your It's like a
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, what's the The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right
Used to rags on they hair when it was fried up That's when we were lied to, buyin' products Back before my generation, when our blackness started 'Til awareness started
The come from prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor Just to we some creative Turnin' into somethin', is God work An' you get nothin' without an' hard work
War is to my in chains From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm y'all 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 toward him, he two towards you when all else fail, God support you I done it, got God sun on my My heart an' my was affected from an' gettin'
Do your body right an' it you back You only get one life, an' yo, because of 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, snorkels an' Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,