I?m falling in and out again I?m falling in and out again
state Correctional of facility That's what they call this place But look around and you will see The politics of race A forest and a prison Where the snow and
we need is never all that far to find Tell me baby what's your story, where do you come from And where you wanna go this time? You're so lovely are
With the power to get you dead and half the dead risen I remember when my development was arrested I was doin' time on my mind misguided and misdirected I was sick, so
life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song Of how you lived so fast and died so young [
To the hated most, Puerto Rican, "Rae' and Ghost" Wop and Tone never leavin' the hoes alone And all the hoes never leavin' US alone And Wop and Tone
in the United States Rested on a table nearby His mind began to wander across the miles Back to other Sunday mornings that seemed so long ago Now and so far
don't smile I said everything's fine But I'm in a new york state of mind, baby yeah, I said everything's fine but I'm in a new york state of mind baby
a word I already heard that you don't love me In your state of mind I don't need to hear your side of the story Your friends all said we had a future And
the kind and gentle are subjected to violence and riducule? How is it that the small and mealy-minded have gained so much power? What perversion has
Ra - and this is Eric B' Since the music was loud, I said 'let's take a walk So we could talk and see New York Show time doesn't start until one o'clock And
there's many stories to tell) I can feel it, won't embrace it It's overwhelmin', how far ya take it? (Stuck in a state of questioning) And don't you
drug, CRACK He said no Solo, see base is the shit Girls puff of base, and everybody does it He left off quick and left me the base and the pipe And I
in bullet scar Young nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and dangerous by far Young nation just trying to get this Murderous mind state
pain and the strife All this pain in my life I see nothing but a devil's story [Verse 1 - K Koke] Me and my little brother growing up, Mommy shot food
Far from holy but this matrimony provided the script To live on and live by, grow up and grow on, get on and get by So forth and so on and this here'
Swangaz and Vouges Them 20 inches sittin low We Ball 24's 7's all that we know Screens and neon lights gon show When my trunk unlock pop and show Ya already
