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Yeah.... streets stay flooded in white powder
Like those mother fuckers runnin' away from the towers
Gun rock the earth like a meteor shower
Bowling For Columbine, fair, the media power
Innocence devoured a chicken spot snack box
cocain cooked into ghetto crack rock
Corrupt cops false testimony at arraignment
Check to check, constant struggle to make the
Working your whole wondering where the day went
The subway stays pakced like a multi-cultural slave
It's rush hour, 2:30 to 8, non
And people coming home after corporate share
And fuck flossin, are trying to feed children
But gentrification is kicking them out of building
A generation of born without health care
Families homeless, the fuck off of the welfare


Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, the problem?
Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, the problem?
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the

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It's like Cambodia the fields uptown
We live in distress and the flag upside down
The sound of conservative on television
People in the are blind so they tell us to listen
vote for us to go to war instantly
But none of their serving the infantry
The odds are stacked us like a casino
Think about it, most of the army is black and
And if you can't acknowledge the reality of my
You just another mother fucker out on the curb
Trying to escape from the ghetto with ignorant ways
But you can't read history at an stage
And you can't raise a family on wage
Why the you think most of us are locked in a cage
I niggaz the truth, cause they pride is indigent
You off rich and guilty than poor and innocent
But I'm sick of feeling impotent the world burn
In the era of waiting my turn
I'm a nigga that's concerned with the future
And if your in my way be an honor to shoot ya
Up root ya with the evil grows in my people
them deceitful, cannibalistic and lethal
But I see through the mentality in us
And I my fam about who we should trust


Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the

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