in shame Loss of all you hold true As it slips away Can't help but feel the pain I see reflections of loss I see reflections of hate Your self-esteem
we wear the party All over our bodies and faces What allows me to speak in wild abstractions The senseless killings gifts God gives us Have no one to
street clearin' First the firing then the siren you'll be hearin' Your man gotta few heartbeat left they fearin' [Chorus - Pharrell] It's me or you, or them or us
explode those things so fast They know not to gas they self They can't fuck with us, we laugh last Homey we keet those on us Smoke like mufflers to calm
who got the fliest chain Yo, we the reflection of our ancestors We'd like to thank you for the building blocks you left us 'Cause your spirit possessed us Yo, you blessed us
in land to outskirts Nickname Bucktown cuz we grown to outburst Philosophy redefine us, touch mines I touch back Walk the streets like a sweet and get beat like drum tracks Catch no shakes over
There'll be a man, one to lead his people into victory One who goes through time, one who seen pain The one who sees the glory, that man is I, Capone
what you been through (sun) you roll like, one in a million yo (sun sun) you always find like, one in a building yo We those babies from day one All
david from the slaveships Now they call us africans 'cause or skin match with them But that's a lot of foolish, so they can over rule us [chorus 2] [
We live in the black hole, where no one can hear us The valley of the dry bones, without reflections in the mirrors The world fearers, first make 'em feel us
help me travel in peace To four cities in one day and four countries in one week 'Cause I work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart too Put one
and hopers Dont approach us, watch the common stretchers lead to comas Sold out shows and Louie shoulders, way I rap I need a bonus Who can hold us? the
've been a very bad girl you nearly disgraced humanity in the eyes of the world vanity has took you over- you're not deserving the mirror image of your reflection
been having these gatherings for over 12 years Uhh, my first one, was ah at Latin Quarters in 1987 with Afrika Bambaataa - he threw the first one, that
of W.D. Feraud To a trauma, dropped our mommas off in Bahamas and Barbados Tobago's, separated us from slave boats Made our own brothers hate us from
Ay 40 mayne, I seen one of yo' hoes Last night mayne, she was just uhh (Hmm) She was tryin' to give that ass Away for free mayne, whatchu gon' do? (Aight
and a holster I detest detectives arresting us over Weapons possession, they was checking the Rover Inspecting the tattoos on my neck and my shoulder How many times Ia??m one
