1.Atonement
Lyricist：Tarik Collins, Colin Charles Greenwood, Jonathan Richa
Greenwood, Karl B Jenkins, Edward John O'brien, Philip James
Selway, Thomas Edward Yorke
As I wait for atonement
Trapped in the heat of the moment
Feelin' like I can't control it
As I wait for atonement
Trapped in the heat of the moment
Uh, huh, feelin' the steam from the cauldron
With tension runnin' deep as the ocean
Many are called but so few are chosen
As I go through the motions
Of medication uppin' my dosage
Bangin' Earth, Wind and Fire 'Devotion' as I admire the focus
Takin' the city with a grain of salt
Where they tastin' foul, chase it down, with the latest malt
Liquor roll and hit it, knife did it
Hope you got some smarts wit'chu
Hope you got some heart
It ain't no stoppin' when it start, nigga
Feel somethin' bigger got a hold on me
And I ain't trippin' not a Bobby Brown, lippin' with my nose
runnin'
Basically I had two options I just chose one
And then got ghost like my picture was on a most wanted
Coast to coast, from L.A. to Chicago
Now I'm faced, with the weight of survival
Plus the taste from the way I been lied to
While the preacher man spittin' his gospel, I can win if I try
to
As I wait for atonement
Trapped in the heat of the moment
Feelin' like I can't control it
As I wait for atonement
Trapped in the heat of the moment
2.False Media
Lyricist：James Boxley, Tarik Collins, James Gray, James Poyser,
Carlton Ridenhour, Eric Sadler, Ahmir Thompson
America's lost somewhere inside of Littleton
Eleven million children are on Ritalin
That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin'
False media, we don't need it, do we？
Pilgrims, slaves, Indian, Mexican
It looks real fucked up for your next of kin
That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin'
False media
If I can't work to make it, I'll rob and take it
Either that or me and my children are starving and naked
Rather be a criminal pro than to follow the Matrix
Hey, it's me a monster y'all done created, I've been inaugurated
Keep the bright lights out of our faces
You can't shake it, it ain't no way to swallow the hatred
Aim, fire, holla about a dollar, nothin' in sacred
We gone pimp, the shit out of nature
Send our troops to get my paper
Tell 'em stay away from them skyscrapers
Ain't long for you get y'all acres
I'ma show 'em who's the global gangster
Sentence me to four more years, thank you
I'ma make you feel a little bit safer because it ain't over
See that's how we get your fear to control you
But ain't nobody under more control than the soldier
And how could you expect
A kid to keep his composure
When all sorts of thoughts
Fought for exposure again
America's lost somewhere inside of Littleton
Eleven million children are on Ritalin
That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin'
False media, we don't need it, do we？
Pilgrims, slaves, Indian, Mexican
It looks real fucked up for your next of kin
That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin'
False media, we don't need it, do we？
America's lost somewhere inside of Littleton
Eleven million children are on Ritalin
That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin'
False media, we don't need it, do we？
Pilgrims, slaves, Indian, Mexican
It looks real fucked up for your next of kin
That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin'
False media, we don't need it, do we？
America's lost somewhere inside of Littleton
Eleven million children are on Ritalin
That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin'
False media, we don't need it, do we？
False media, we don't need it, do we？
False media, we don't need it, do we？
False media, we don't need it, do we？
3.Don't Feel Right
Lyricist：Robert Earl Bell, Ronald D. Bell, Leroy Bonner, Donald Boyce,
George M Brown, Tarik L. Collins, Tahir Jamal, Karl Jenkins,
Marshall Jones, Marshall E Jones, Kiyani 1 (ascap), Robert Spike
Mickens, Ralph Middlebrooks, Walter Morrison, Norman Napier,
Andrew Noland, Marvin Pierce, Raw Life Ascap, Claydes Smith,
Robert Spike, Dennis R Thomas, A Thompson, Tarik Trotter,
Gregory Webster, Richard Westfield
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
Yo, in the land of the unseen hand and hold trouble
Theorize your game, it's difficult to roll a double
The struggle ain't right up in your face, it's more subtle
But it's still comin' across like the bridge and tunnel vision
I try to school these bucks but they don't wanna listen
That's the reason the system makin' its paper from the prison
And that's the reason we livin' where they don't wanna visit
Where the dope slang and keep swayin' like Sonny Liston
The money missin' and there's mouths to feed
Yet the brain kickin', thinkin' of a thousand things
Remember back in the days when the kitchen had eggs
And pancakes, thicken and greens and Kool Aid
When the â~fridgerator naked then the cupboard is bare
People got to strip naked, stick â~em up in the air
Wasn't lies when they told you wasn't nothin' to fear
Somethin' don't feel right out here, know I'm sayin'？ Check it
out
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
Look, my eyes open â~cause I'm really a rocksmith
And when inviting me thoughts, I'm really unboxin'
My main adversary in this silly concoction
Freeze your face like bosilium toxin
If you ain't tryin' to get popped, then give me a option
Helicopters choppin' from Philly to Compton
The Jones is the richest since the Smiths and the Johnson's
If you ain't sayin' nothin', you a system's accomplice
It should play with your conscience, do away with the nonsense
I'm overseeing anything within my circumference
This ain't a press junket, I ain't seekin' responses
I stand where the people got the heat in they pocket
You mesmerized by the calm nonchalantness
I spit a dart, rub on some John Hitchcock shit
If you ain't speakin' your life, your rhyme's adopted
If it don't feel right, then stop it, you know I'm sayin'？
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I don't feel it no more
Things don't feel right over here
Lately I ain't been seein' clear
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
Yo, field you work in, weapon producin'
Natural disaster got the planet in a panic
We all gots to make that livin'
Sex, drugs, murder, politics and religion
Forms of hustlin', watch who you put all your trust in
Worldwide, we coincide with who sufferin'
Who never had shit and ain't got nothin'
But most strugglin' and make you wanna run up in the ma' fuckin'
With hots on for a piece of the cake back
I can't work for it, I can certainly take that
I'm fired up, thinkin' about the payback, except
You fuck around and be a enemy of the state, black
Ill, but that'd be too real for TV
It's crazy when you too real to be free
If you ain't got no paper then steal this CD
Listen man, I'll let you know how it feel to be me, it don't
feel
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I don't feel it no more
Things don't feel right over here
Lately I ain't been seein' clear
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
4.Can't Stop This
Lyricist：Tarik L Collins, Brian Holland, Karl B Jenkins, Michael
Lovesmith
Who is it？ There comes a time
Last of the red hot, lovin' emcees
Who came up poor, grits and government cheese
The only thing I ever really loved in my life, was a mic
Some of my niggaz fell in love with MP's, come on
Work the bass, nigga, juggle them keys
I'm tryin'a get a piece of this government green
And smack 'em in the melon with another LP
Come on, help a couple people in the struggle get free
We from the block, where people stay prepared to rock
And it's hard 'cause opportunity be scared to knock
And mo' people in the 'hood found dead from cops
Than guns that drop, that sprayed off random shots
But whatcha know good, people say they in the hood fo' good
You ain't a prisoner, the world got mo' to it
Sky's the limit, it don't take but a minute
Don't fear for your people, nigga, my 'hood's yo' 'hood
Yeah, we did it
I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin'
That's why I came to y'all to dance to the music
Unless, we face it first and try not to lose it
Even if it gets worse, they can't stop this
Can't stop this, I want my peoples to rock this
Bang this music in your speakers and boxes
Legs and users, 'bout as a deep as my thoughts is
Sit back and I'mma paint you a portrait
This stuff can make you think you are lost
This shit can have you exhausted
Just picture the planet and imagine it's yours, kid
Don't ever let nobody knock you outta your orbit
I never seen a bridge we couldn't shuffle across it
We got a lotta people livin' a life, that's pure trivia
Real hip hop, I ain't tryin'a get rid of ya
Can't have that, because here come, the city of Philly
Put an end to all the trivia, really
Where I'm walkin' er'ybody ain't pretty or friendly
It's work, my whole life they ain't give me a penny
Comin' up between a rock and a hard, watchin' for God
People, hip hop and with no option at all
Yo, it's how it's goin' down
I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin'
That's why I came to y'all to dance to the music
Unless, we face it first and try not to lose it
Even if it gets worse, they can't stop this
The robe's long enough to be considered a gown
Thought's pen is sharp enough to be considered a crown
When the plate come, take some, pass it around
It's the last of the hip hop lovin' emcees
In front of an audience that never been pleased
I'm comin' from all the streets that never been cleaned
And speakin' for any faith that never been seen
This debeneir style of my words is high-caliber
Speakin' my mind for every day that's on the calendar
'Cause I'll'a been quiet, about as long as I can handle it
Walked a mile in these boots that I'm standin' in
Mellow soul brother with his lyrical dean on
The stages I'm seen on, mic I fiend on
When it's all full of soul that's when it means more
I never hesitate to give a shoulder to lean on, yo
Check it out, man
I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin'
That's why I came to y'all to dance to the music
Unless, we face it first and try not to lose it
Even if it gets worse, they can't stop this
5.Game Theory
Lyricist：Tarik Collins, Malik Smart, S Stewart, T Trotter
This is a game, I'm your specimen
This is a game, I'm your specimen
This is a game, I'm your specimen
This is a game, I'm your specimen
You've got to let me know, baby
So I can go, I'd have to fake it
I could not make it, you could not take it
Yeah, where I'ma start it at, look I'ma part of that
Downtown Philly where it's realer than a heart attack
It wasn't really that ill until the start of crack
Now it's a body caught every night on the Almanac
Rock bottom where them cops gotta problem at
Where them outsiders getting popped for they wallet at
I had nothin' but I made somethin' outta that
Now I'm the first out the limo like Charlie Mack
From 215 it's him the livest one
And he's representin' Philly to the fullest, blacks the realest
You can't touch him and not for nothin'
If you 'bout hip hop then you gots to love it
If not then fuck it, I'm still handlin'
Smokin' more reefer than Redman and them damaging MC's
And my name's Rick Gees you endangered species
For what I do I'm about to up the fees
I'm paper chase motivated I ain't the one to play with
These cats get set ablaze
You can't have it y'all way but I'd rather parlay
Just smoke OG and get cabbage all day
The way thought play causes your main thing to say
Your style so splendid, you bout your business
You arousing my interests, you sharper than a Shogun
You know the way it go, huh, game know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Hus, that's short for hustlers
We Black Inc Raw Life productions
Tryin' to find our spot amongst the ruckus
And be sucker free, flea chumps and busters
Man yeah, get 'em hus, get 'em hus, get 'em hus
Hey yo, I'm tryin' to get it at any cost so it's no remorse
When I'm blastin' off like you been askin' for it
When Black step in the door all hats is off
Your hands up in the air goin' back and forth
I'm about ready for a classic massacre
I'll make it hotter than when Shaft in Africa
Jump outta a black Porshe huffin' a fat cigar
Night ridin' on 'em like my last name Hasselhoff
Voted unlikely to succeed 'cause my class was full
Of naysayers, cheaters and thieves
All it gave me was a good enough reason to leave
And put the writing on the wall for y'all to read it and weep
'Cause I'm the force of the Lord, the rage of hell
You'd rather head for the hills and save yourselves
My Man rip drums like he ringin' the bells
The King of the Realm you seen Him do His thing in a film
Come on
Hus, that's short for hustlers
We Black Inc Raw Life productions
Tryin' to find our spot amongst the ruckus
And be sucker free, flea chumps and busters
Man yeah, get 'em hus, get 'em hus, get 'em hus
Dreams when M16's with infrared beams
Blowin' up presidents' cribs with cans of kerosene
Hijack the limousine with a strategic routine
Then blast my enemy, head for the Caribbean
Militant guerrilla camp is ready for war, lay your corner face
down
Place down your jewels cash and four, four
When I score prepare for torture
Fuck around and make your town Warsaw
I'm from Illadel the land where the killas dwell
My technique is to ambush you guerrilla style
My instinct is of a killer whale bang you up from head to toe
With lyrics I pack like a nine millimal
My types subliminal mentality switched to criminal
Importing heroin intern ash from Senegal
A soldier takes a stripes from a general
Used the mike of iron or lead, you choose your mineral
This is a game, I'm your specimen
You've got to let me know, baby
So I can go, I'd have to fake it
I could not make it, you could not take it
6.Dillatastic Vol Won(derful)
7.In The Music
Okay
Yeah, I'm from the illest part of the Western Hemisphere
So if you into sight seein' don't visit there
It's somewhere between Jersey and Delaware
Philly never scared and them niggaz ain't timid there
Them young triggers lose lives by the minute there
It might start but the fight never finish there
They all fucked up tryin' to get the gingerbread
A few stacks be the price for a nigga's head
Cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians
Clips and revolvers and George's and Benjamin's
A celebration of the loss of your innocence
To you old self you've lost any resemblance
They say, the city make a dark impression
The youth just lost and they want direction
But they don't get the police, they get the protection
And walk around with heat like Charlton Heston, man
It's in the music, turn it up, let it knock
Let it bang on the block 'til the neighbors call the cops
The cops gone come but they ain't gone do shit
They don't want no problems, what are y'all stupid
It's all in the music, it's all in the music, it's all in the
music
It's all in the music, it's all in the music, it's all in the
music
It's in the music, turn it up, let it knock
Let it bang on the block 'til the neighbors call the cops
The cops gone come but they ain't gone do shit
They don't want no problems, what are y'all stupid
It's all in the music, it's all in the music, it's all in the
music
It's all in the music, it's all in the music, it's all in the
music
It's kinda ill how we grip these bitches in the Bonneville
It's kind of a thrill, my mind it will spill, my nine it will
kill
Of course bro like crossbow, I bring the force though
Hittin' your guts, splittin' your torso
It's colder than the North Pole livin' unlawful
I'm giving you a jaw-ful Of somethin' awful
Yo my theoretic is leaded, will come and set it
The shit bang and leave you diabetic for paramedics
I spit flames and get dames to get change
With pit bull bark and lock the shock
Don't bother me Och, don't you dare lie to me Och
I don't know, who's this nigga that you try to be Och
Benefit of doubt had me think you in it for clout
Big shit, send it for route and finish him out
Joints stiff from rigor mortise while we swimmin' in waters
Women with daughters will have us niggaz sinnin' with orders
It's in the music, turn it up, let it knock
Let it bang on the block 'til the neighbors call the cops
The cops gone come but they ain't gone do shit
They don't want no problems, what are y'all stupid
It's all in the music, it's all in the music, it's all in the
music
It's all in the music, it's all in the music, it's all in the
music
It's in the music, turn it up, let it knock
Let it bang on the block 'til the neighbors call the cops
The cops gone come but they ain't gone do shit
They don't want no problems, what are y'all stupid
It's all in the music, it's all in the music, it's all in the
music
It's all in the music, it's all in the music, it's all in the
music
8.Take it There
Yeah, come stand up, stretch for the stars
Get somebody else involved right next to ya
Y'all elected me to keep it so fresh for ya
Just 'cause I make it possible for the rest of ya
To just take it there come on and get your head ringin'
From the sting of the snare, spine tingle elevating every
singular hair
All the way from South Philly on a wing and prayer
And still bringin' it yeah
Come on take it here
Come on take it here
Let's take it here
Come on take it here
I'm from the side of town where shots get sprayed around
Where the expectancy rate be twenty-eight around
Downtown battleground where cops parade around
Have your whole view of life beyond jaded
How everybody sick of breaking down, tryin' a make it out
Hand over fist the only way to get the paper down
People tired of gettin' pushed around, gettin' gangsta now
Discipline the only way to bring some kinda change around
Chain cirgarette smokin' with bad nerves
And brothas with bad lungs from smokin' mad herb
Whoever in the dark is unseen and heard
Let's submerge, I can feel something close we on the verge
Talkin' 'bout, to my street sweepers, hotel housekeepers
And my people spillin' this out through jail house speakers
Some people rather use than might than use heaters
Some people rather lose they life than lose freedom for real
Come on take it here
Let's take it here
Come on take it here
Come on take it here
Let's take it here
I'ma take it here
Come on take it here
Come on take it here
Society's time bomb laying dormant
Our people disenfranchised for the free world
Oil for food but they still hungry, no democracy
They said one vote equals one voice
But he told you if he can't work to make it
He'll rob to take it, the villains
Abandoning the planet and the people
Another hot summer yo, they 'bout to flood the prisons
This ain't no Bo Diddley, it's a do somethin'
Flash light, red light, proceed ahead right
Straight into them headlights, you get your head right
Head right get a third strike, hit the turnpike
Life quicker than spliff that wouldn't burn right
Make you wanna holla 'bout it, it ain't no doubt about it
Every now and then you gotta stand up and shout about it
And I'll be shoutin' it to, as if a shout'll count
Yo they got accountin' to do, re-amount the ballot
The shit more puzzlin' than a jigsaw
Raw pitbulls hustlin' through the pitfalls
Some of y'all toys let the laughter rip roar
Heart felt truth in every lyric I spit forth, raise up time to
lift off
Written on a lega pad, poetry that sizzle the clip board
My OG, my homey who taught me to deal
Said a prayer that's the only time you should ever kneel
And that's real, I'm a take it there
Come on take it here
Let's take it here
Come on take it here
Come on take it here
Let's take it here
Come on take it here
I'ma take it here
Come on take it here
Let's take it here
9.Baby
Slow down when you're hitting them corners
Fuck around, spill this 'gnac on my two hundred dollar suit
(Stop being a backseat driver man, turn him up)
Your ma don't like to jitterbug
Said this unholy music
Hip hop just so ridiculous
Everything sounds so confusing
Nowadays ain't nothing like it was
One thing that showed the blues
Is this system so mysterious
Can't let that stop the movement
Can't get no satisfaction
They all laughing, glad it's happening
All wings hot for the main attraction
Acting a fool with a lust for action
Young girl caught in a crime of passion
Sitting there crying in designer fashion
Didn't blow, didn't have time for asking
Somebody call for the ambulance, girl
Baby, baby, baby
(Baby, let me live, please girl let me slide)
Baby, baby, baby
(Baby, if you let me go
(I swear I'll change, just change your mind)
Your old man don't like to jitterbug
Said this old dirty music
Hip hop just so ridiculous
Them stories too confusing
Nowadays he ain't loving you like he was
And you ain't there just for using
Could have sworn that was him with another girl
And they wasn't out just for cruising
Can't get no satisfaction
He out late nights, probably smashing
Leaving a trail like Charlie tracks
Or the train on the ground, downtown Manhattan
Everybody seen him run around
And you bound to catch him
The condoms, you found and asked him
Was all this just for practice？
He didn't realize what he had
Now your heart got fractured, girl
Baby, baby, baby
(Baby, let me live, please girl let me slide)
Baby, baby, baby
(Baby, if you let me go
(I swear I'll change, just change your mind)
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
10.Here I Come
He said, 'Yeah, you better come out with your hands up
We got you surrounded', I'm in the back changin' my outfit
He said, 'Blink, we gonna send the hounds in'
I said, 'Wait 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come
You boys get ready 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come'
He said, 'Yeah, you better come out with your hands up
We got you surrounded', I'm in the back changin' my outfit
He said, 'Blink, we gonna send the hounds in'
I said, 'Wait 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come
You boys get ready 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come'
I'm soul brother one hunted
How much charisma could another one stomach
If I be the prisoner then I wasn't more cunning
Or wise if I come outside I'm not running
Stone lone wolf of the pack the unwanted
I really got nothin' to hide I'm 'bout cuttin'
Go out in a blaze wouldn't pop one button
I'm a murk half hurt leave the cop dogs huntin'
The pretty black one in the group, the smooth villain under fire
'Cause I'm pennin' the words that move millions
Slide right in front of your eyes true brilliance
It's a new bad boy on the rise who feelin' it
New true skill in it y'all the roots still in it
Ready plus willin' it's all the true killer shit
You know we got them involved, We too diligent
They say the music is strong and too militant
He said, 'Yeah, you better come out with your hands up
We got you surrounded', I'm in the back changin' my outfit
He said, 'Blink, we gonna send the hounds in'
I said, 'Wait 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come
You boys get ready 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come'
Yo, Black Inc raw life In this what you might call it
Weed smokin' junkie alcoholic
One foot in the grave, one foot in the toilet
Still I'm on stage In front of an audience
Disturbing the peace and the local ordinance
My eta I'll arrive by morning
Money long like the arms on Alonzo Mourning
Vampire chicks suck blood dusk to dawnin'
Waitin' to catch me sleep but I'm not yawnin'
They in the VIP at the garden
They gon' jump me when I stop performing
I got something for them behind the organ
I always roll deep with my squadron
The sheriff out front gonna sic the dogs in
That nigger talkin' 'bout he got warrants
He said, 'Yeah, you better come out with your hands up
We got you surrounded', I'm in the back changin' my outfit
He said, 'Blink, we gonna send the hounds in'
I said, 'Wait 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come
You boys get ready 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come'
Yo I'm in the darkness, heartless, fuck you regardless
Move with hardness, y'all just pressin' charges
It's often injury floss and force my entry
This penitentiary knockin' niggers for centuries
It's elementary like KRS and evidently incidents, they all
stress
I'm lawless that's my problem evolve and never solve them
Chill in Harlem bang you, bring you stardom
You full of boredom bastard you been aborted
Bring your neck out, bring the tech out, absorb it
See you check out and then step out
The orbit blow your flesh out till I'm fresh out my torment
Street apostle, pop shit, preach the Gospel still I'm hostile
Sippin' a deuce when possible turn into a monster
Grouchy Gimme the Oscar Hit you like vodka then screech off in a
Mazda
He said, 'Yeah, you better come out with your hands up
We got you surrounded', I'm in the back changin' my outfit
He said, 'Blink, we gonna send the hounds in'
I said, 'Wait 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come
You boys get ready 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come'
He said, 'Yeah, you better come out with your hands up
We got you surrounded', I'm in the back changin' my outfit
He said, 'Blink, we gonna send the hounds in'
I said, 'Wait 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come
You boys get ready 'cause here I come, here I come, here I come'
11.Long Time
Ooh, it's been a long, long time
Since I been back around the way
It's been a long time
(Let it spin, let spin, let it spin)
Since I been back around your way
It's been a long time, long time
(Long time, long time)
Yeah, struck by the luck of the draw
Real life preservation, what I'm hustling for
My name black thought the definition of raw
I was born in South Philly on a cement floor
I had nothing at all I had to knuckle and brawl
They swore I'd fall be another brick in the wall
Another life full of love that lost, that's silly, this Philly
Y'all really ain't stoppin' the boy with the pen like Willie
On top of the hall pure soul is what the city's most popular for
Hear the tones that will ease you
Smooth as Bunny Sigler's soundtrack keepin' your head boppin'
And all, it's something in the water
Where I come from they used to sing it on the corner
Where I come from, making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents from a quarter
Where I come from, yeah
The streets ain't timid but I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people, I ain't got at In a minute
Yeah You can take a brother outta South Philly
Can't take it outta him really I forever represent it and it's
Ooh, it's been a long, long time
Since I been back around the way
It's been a long time
(Let it spin, let spin, let it spin)
Since I been back around your way
It's been a long time, long time
(Long time, long time)
Live and dirvet I don't need no mic check
Remember mommy told me, 'You ain't write that'
It started in the bathroom taking a dump
Listening to Ultra magnetic Ego tripping you won't
Pressure my word I'm the urban vision of you chump
Stomped on a different ground Sound second to none
Synthesizers tweet To improvise your feet
I calculated every lyric to arrive on a beat
It's free come get high on me
Before a nine millimeter shell
Hit my pelle pelle in the P
Yeah, it's somethin' in the water
Where I come from they used to sing it on the corner
Where I come from, making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents from a quarter
Yo, where I come from
It's just a natural reaction for crack to make it happen
Let the pen ink sink Into the paper of the pad
Think back when I was younger
Ghetto could have took me under
Young Peedi can't mess with North Philly never had
You don't know about me, you ain't stroll my streets
Look familiar, I feel ya, longtime no see
Ooh, it's been a long, long time
Since I been back around the way
It's been a long time
(Let it spin, let spin, let it spin)
Since I been back around your way
It's been a long time, long time
(Long time, long time)
Uhh, clap somethin' but whatever you clap
Clap to the record spinnin' while I'm takin' you back
To the top paper era, baby, big on that
Picture the pool room where the money getters was at
And street people with feather in the cap
Or their bossolino pullin' paper as if it's a small casino
I was a young boy sweepin' the floors and runnin' to stores
But all those old heads would talk to me
About the way to clutch the eagle on a buck and truck
And if I'm down how to get back up？
Just survival kid and it's a struggle worldwide
I'm positive shit the ghetto might as well be the Gaza Strip
You know where all the monsters is
And atreet walkers, you don't see no consciousness
I'm coming back to where the core of the problem is
We on the job again, y'all know what time it is
Ooh, it's been a long, long time
Since I been back around the way
It's been a long time
(Let it spin, let spin, let it spin)
Since I been back around your way
It's been a long time, long time
(A long time, long time)
12.Livin' in a New World
Turn up the boom-box, put on your high-tops
Come on outside, today's gon' be the day
We start livin' in the new world
Turn up the boom-box, put on your high-tops
Come on outside, today's gon' be the day
We start livin' in the new world
Yo, they got high-powered lenses on the cameras outside
It ain't nowhere to run, it ain't hardly nowhere to hide
They hear you when you whisperin' so try to keep quiet
You don't even realize that you's a twinkle in the all
Seein' eye from the time you in the bar gettin' high
To havin' conversations on your phone through the wire
You can drive but it's definitely footage of your ride
Livin' in this day and time, it's a funny kind of vibe
From the corners of the ceiling feel its eyes in back of me
I couldn't tell you why I think they constantly after me
Maybe it's 'cause the news put it to me so graphically
How niggaz don't obey no laws, not even gravity boy
No benefit of doubt, he had to be from
He from the corner where they known to get they casualty on
Another day, another scene to perform, spotlight him on Friday
Come and lock him up Saturday morn, come on
Turn up the boom-box, put on your high-tops
Come on outside, today's gon' be the day
We start livin' in the new world
Turn up the boom-box, put on your high-tops
Come on outside, today's gon' be the day
We start livin' in the new world
13.Clock With No Hands
Yeah, sittin' in the staircase, holding back tears
Lookin' over mad years worth of photographs
Pictures of some places I ain't never goin' back
Some people I used to love, why I ain't show them that？
The skies was overcast, when I was sober last
My head is spinnin', couldn't tell you if it's slow or fast
It's starting to get too clear, I got to go and grass
To y'all it's a shame but life is what we know it as
Waitin', navigating the plot, without plans
In the car, it's hard to read as a clock with no hands
How your man's goin' get up and stop with no yams？
All it take is one break, it could pop the program
Whether sinning or not
My back bending like I'm sentenced a lot
I feel some brothers is beginning to plot
It might have been a close friend I forgot
Who started up and ain't remember to stop
I bet these niggaz going remember the shop
People think that I'm crazy, just 'cause I wanna be alone
You can't depend on friends to help you in a squeeze
We all deal with shit on our own
And sometimes the beef can grow, get out of hand
Yeah, you know it gets full blown
I never said that you mean the world to me
Maybe it's best that you never know
Yo, I'm like Malcom out the window with the weapon out
Searchin' for somehow to find a minute or the second now
Precious time is money that I ain't got to mess about
Need it from the horse's mouth or from my eye with less account
Lessons with my back to the wall, scoping my session out
Stay a little edgy at times when I ain't stressin' bout
Haters don't know shit about me, they the ones that talk shit
Those who love me send it out, so I ain't got to force quit
'Cause I'm doin' better now, don't mean I never lost shit
I was married to a state of mind and I divorced it, man
I'm from where brothers movin' product from the porches
People lockin' their doors, clutching to their crosses
The block hot by the law there ain't too many choices
So what I do is for y'all 'cause there ain't too many voices
left
I watch my back and watch my step
And I might forgive but I do not forget come on
People think that I'm crazy, just 'cause I wanna be alone
You can't depend on friends to help you in a squeeze
We all deal with shit on our own
And sometimes the beef can grow, get out of hand
Yeah, you know it gets full blown
I never said that you mean the world to me
Maybe it's best that you never know
Yo, living in turbulent times, the blind leadin' the blind
Some call it evolution, some say intelligent design
You say you want a revolution, you out of your mizind
Your sons' destitute and their pops all in the prison
My man's back in the jam, he like the back of my hand
He just attracted to scam, he right back in the can
I never sleepwalkin', you dig, you get your shuteye
I'm on the first thing in, I'm leavin' on the red-eye
My brother back in rehab, just had another relapse
But fin himself, it's been like he's been fightin' an energy
half
Tellin' me nobody true when they pretend to be that
So closer than friends, that's where I keep my enemy at
To many parties concerned, it's time to live it and learn
Until we're able to grow, forever bridges we burn
My thoughts free as a bird, that's just about to emerge
And every action is heard, it speaks louder than words, yo
People think that I'm crazy, just 'cause I wanna be alone
You can't depend on friends to help you in a squeeze
We all deal with shit on our own
And sometimes the beef can grow, get out of hand
Yeah, you know it gets full blown
I never said that you mean the world to me
Maybe it's best that you never know
14.Bread And Butter
Yeah, through the sirens, the lights is blinding＊
Battle cries sound off, warriors dying
Last call at the bar for snakes and tyrants
Hands up, that's a massacre the cops kept firing
Run amok, keep y'all eternally crying
Fed up, place red stains on global giants
The brain of an Orson Welles
Stuck in a masterpiece, Citizen Kane's personal hell
It's done, and it's hot where them hustlers dwell
And the air bears the stench of a corpse's smell
Homie down on his luck one foot in the jail
And he down to his last with a quarter to sell
This right here, world premiere of the last days
The final paragraphs to the book's last page
You could feel it coming, no running away
Let's get free or let's get paid
Same shit different day
The cornerstone to where I lay
It's shattered glass and crack bags where they play
And scattered ass is passed in ridiculous ways
These cats Chef like they Isaac Hayes
Parallel to the grave
Stuck in the game with no rules
And we screaming for some water and some edible food
Man I'm right there, rabbit ears, nothing to lose
This is what you ain't learning in school
I'm trying to tell you it's hard
A loaf of bread, milk and eggs, stick of butter man
Somebody's mother lies dead in the gutter
Sheriff down by them heads, talking that gutter
Tell the kids don't look under those covers, man (2x)
Check it out
A child is born, his mother is gone
He in the middle of it literally, tussling strong
For his life, the tide high in the eye of the storm
A mannish boy arrive and the riot is on
With no spare time to try to respond
Or prepare times, it's hard not becoming a headline
Or praying in the night when it's bedtime
Or laying your head down
Cuz you already know what it is now
You know a lot of leaders ain't honest
And they can't keep a promise
And I hate to speak about it but it's all freakanomics
Cramped and proud of it, you amped and you rowdy
Treading water trying to lift up your head without drowning
This type of shit can make your heart stop pounding
But you pushing for the top, too scared to stop
Now it gets deep, bodies are floating around in the streets
Lot of people who won't even be around in a week
Man, get the operation gone, what y'all waiting on？
We been patient, y'all mo'fuckas taking long
The television getting all the information wrong
Doing how they do it getting they mis-education on
They already late
Somebody been was 'posed to regulate
Instead of wait before they let the levee break
You try running from the truth but it's giving chase
I got to ask myself,yo, is any nigga safe？
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