Oldtown 96 - Bonzo Madrid, !llmind, Stik Figa

One upon a time on the J Block yo!

My homies had to get the dough

Once upon a time on the J Block yo!

The homies hit the liquor store

See we was kids so many loss innocence

Caught feelings, caught charges caught sentences

Good catching up but what’s worth remembering?

Letting go of yesterday even tomorrow’s different

Bruce Wayne dark nights during car rides

Bumpy roads sharp rights on apartheid

Round the corner from poverty and hard times

Boys taking shots like paparazzi at bar fights

Still black lives going for cheap

Tributes with lip service make it harder to sleep

Right in the triple six, yea the mark of the beast

These crackers shooting up churches but they targeting me?

Look, I been black longer than I been my first name

Called nigga before a nigga ever learned names, a lot of schools underserved

since the first grade

Now a nigga like 'fuck school' and never learned trades

Off the porch with the flocks in his flip flops

Veering left everyday a nigga pissed off

Back on the block or what I’m still a chip off

Between a hard place and rock but never pitched raw

All we wanted was a piece of mind

Right wrongs in the dark trying to see the light

Silver lining dark clouds when we see the sky

At the bottom looking up trying to see the heights

Yea, all I wanted was a piece of mind, a piece, a slice of the pie that America

divides

Speak truth to the power ain’t no need to hide

So my kids and they kids will never be denied, yeah

Them boys in front the Dillon’s with the Demi Lovato

Sending clucks to the store like get me a bottle

Got plenty bravado when the semi is auto

Like get to the point or send me the hollow

Still, in the color section no respect for the twelve

Since adolescence been neglected for real

Crooked corrupt methods been expected as well

Many deceptions exceptions I recollect for myself

Extremes, heaven or hell, or weapons and shells

Department of corrections maybe references jail

Indictments, with lack of evidence, expected to fail

Innocent, guilty, alleged, man a blessing would help

Brown paper bags or your check in the mail

Connections with the Mexicans, what’s left on the scale

Death before the dishonor, all that’s left is betrayal

Empathy, indifference, loyalty, we stressed in a cell