Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the 80's had us all Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate was a uncanny era, in my pants Yeah, X hair, with dreads at the top of my fade
Homicide an' Feds on the blocks I played, b-ball That's I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause 'Cause Ray Charles could see the Was told to strong an' I could beat the devil
'Cause yo, I used to play Apollo Balcony Watchin' swing razors in the row, then out in the streets The car show, 560's, afros Acuras pumpin' Super Cee an' Casanova
Live chicks be, bustin' out of they Wearin' lip gloss, big knockers pealin' they earlobes So where years 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, what's the The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right
Political in shark suits persuade us to pull In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces" We lost the Vietnam War, 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' uniforms, confederate flags I burn
Beat street were dancin' to the music I chose An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was they nose In frozen of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children an' double
We devil incarnates, for jail Where Shell gas company in South Africa be havin' us Your paper money was the death of An' all these shorties comin' up, just resurrect your like a cycle
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still life's ride, right
Used to rags on they hair when it was fried up when we were lied to, buyin' hair products Back before my generation, when our started disintegratin' 'Til awareness started
The come from prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor Just to prove we some Turnin' into somethin', is God work An' you get nothin' struggle an' hard work
War is to my in chains From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to know one The hardest thing is to forgive, but God Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God
Take one step toward him, he two towards you Even when all 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 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' like that
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, 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', still packed, the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,