Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the 80's had us all apes Youngest 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 blocks where I played, That's when I wondered was I for the cause, or be-cause Ray Charles could see the ghetto Was told to stay strong an' I could the devil
'Cause yo, I used to Apollo Balcony seats swing razors in the front row, then out in the streets The car show, 560's, chemical Acuras pumpin' Super Lover Cee an'
Live chicks be, bustin' out of clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big door pealin' they earlobes So where them years go? Where the old beers an' cheers go? But now them here doe, so
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, what's the The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The stay drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,
thugs in shark suits persuade us to pull In army boots, yellin, "Join the forces" We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons in arms of veterans instead of bigger fortunes
There's still a lot of crawlin' in the offices War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they us They won't be the beast too long The murderers wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I
Beat street breakers were dancin' to the music I An' Peachtree heads was tootin' they nose In corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children With an'
We devil incarnates, headed for Where Shell gas company in South Africa be us killed paper money was the death of Christ An' all these shorties comin' up, resurrect your life It's a cycle
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's bustin', still 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 Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still life's ride, right
to wear rags on they hair when it was fried up That's when we were lied to, hair products before my generation, when our blackness started disintegratin' 'Til awareness penetratin'
The styles come prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor Just to we some creative Turnin' nothin' into somethin', is God An' you get without struggle an' hard work
War is necessary to my in From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm 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
Take one step toward him, he takes two you Even when all else fail, God you I it, got God sun on my stomach My heart an' my was affected from an' gettin'
Do your body right an' it loves you You get one life, an' yo, because of that I'm still blazin', out for the cause rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no laws An' like that
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, one mo'
The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, still life's ride, right