Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the 80's had us all apes Youngest up to bat at home plate That was a era, in my pants Yeah, X Clan hair, with at the top of my fade
Homicide an' Feds on the where I played, b-ball That's when I 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 swing razors in the front row, then out in the streets The car show, 560's, chemical pumpin' Super Lover Cee an' Casanova
Live be, bustin' out of they clothes Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers pealin' they So where years go? Where the old gold beers an' cheers go? But now them here doe, so
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' Island bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's Island bustin', still packed, what's the The drinkers stay drinkin', or they An' I'm, still life's ride, right
Political thugs in suits persuade us to pull In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces" We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons Needles in arms of veterans of bigger fortunes
There's a lot of crawlin' in the carpet offices War in the ghetto, we in a barrel, they torture us They won't be the beast too long The murderers wearin' police uniforms, flags I burn
Beat street breakers were dancin' to the music I An' Peachtree Atlantic was tootin' they nose In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up children With an'
We devil incarnates, headed for Where Shell gas in South Africa be havin' us killed Your paper was the death of Christ An' all these shorties comin' up, just resurrect life It's like a
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word? The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time
The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,
Used to wear rags on they hair it was fried up That's when we were lied to, buyin' products Back before my generation, when our started disintegratin' awareness started penetratin'
The come from prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor Just to prove we some Turnin' nothin' somethin', is God work An' you get nothin' without struggle an' work
War is to my in chains From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to one thing The hardest is to forgive, but God does Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God
Take one toward him, he takes two towards you Even all else fail, God support you I it, got God sun on my stomach My heart an' my lungs was affected from an'
Do your body an' it loves you back You only get one life, an' yo, of that I'm still blazin', out for the cause Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no An' it's like
The doo are back, fitted 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, fitted hats, snorkels an' Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word? The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin' An' I'm, still life's ride, right