On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
[Repeat]
I was born in the morning of America Torn between mourning the lost and celebrating the dawn Majored in Reganomics, hip hop and comics Fist locked around dollars, fuck a stock market Prince was chart hopping, purple rain falling Writers getting up and down the Berlin Wall Before the iron curtain call And people powered one Chilling up in military housing having fun With the little we got, got Optimus for Christmas Over time it paid principal and interest Moms and Pops still ill equipped as new immigrants Navigating 1986 with three kids plus expecting one more Far from the Huxtables That's why I'm still comfortable while sleeping on the floor Twenty three years gone, still 1984 Still fighting more undeclared wars Caught 'em shipping arms to Iran for Nicaraguan contras A cold war getting hotter Now what's going on? It's no more Marvin to sing us the song I think something's gone wrong
On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
[Repeat]
Now nothing beats the sound of a Posmix cassette Bumping in the system of your hooptie stock deck Eight-bit systems and kung fu flicks I rock like Herbie Hanckock with prosthetic limbs Who killed Vincent Chin was it them was it us Not giving enough of a fuck to stand up? Not more than twelve months after Lenon got shot Bob died same year Mumia got locked The School of the Americas put heads to sleep Like Ted DiBiase the million dollar dream Jesus freaks all believe, believe on these streets Will they please just leave us be? Mix tapes with Fat Boys and Run DMC, Too Short, BDP and EMPD Watched more Nickelodeon than MTV Eventually every week it was Fab Five Freddy Now everyone born 'bout '87 up got a VH1 version of the years we came up But VH1 never played hip hop at all How the fuck they be the ones giving hip hop awards y'all?
On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
[Repeat]
Reflections and questions and not enough answers The rise of gang banging was the death of the Panthers Short shorts, tube socks, city a boondocks Everywhere somebody trying to moon walk Rocksteady Crew, jams with Steve Pool Sight beyond sigh Yo I pulled roots like Super Mario 2 A bowl full of Cheerios Looking back just say no was not enough To sweep dust under carpet when the visitors came Cities became, and temporary wealth manifested in chains MJ became chosen, free Mandela was the slogan of the moment To the mobile DJs with the pompador fades Rocking Debbie Deb and Stevie P all day When I hear music I can't wait to rock New shoes nothing less than some fresh high tops and Things happen for a reason they say But I say there's a reason things happen And it wasn't all good way back in the day Struggled then struggled now still standing Things happen for a reason they say But I say there's a reason things happen And it wasn't all good way back in the day Struggled then struggled now still standing
Come on
On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
Now on and on like the song goes And I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
Come on
On and on like the song goes And I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
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I was born in the morning of America Torn between mourning the lost and celebrating the dawn Majored in Reganomics, hip hop and comics Fist locked around dollars, fuck a stock market Prince was chart hopping, purple rain falling Writers getting up and down the Berlin Wall Before the iron curtain call And people powered one Chilling up in military housing having fun With the little we got, got Optimus for Christmas Over time it paid principal and interest Moms and Pops still ill equipped as new immigrants Navigating 1986 with three kids plus expecting one more Far from the Huxtables That's why I'm still comfortable while sleeping on the floor Twenty three years gone, still 1984 Still fighting more undeclared wars Caught 'em shipping arms to Iran for Nicaraguan contras A cold war getting hotter Now what's going on? It's no more Marvin to sing us the song I think something's gone wrong
On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
[Repeat]
Now nothing beats the sound of a Posmix cassette Bumping in the system of your hooptie stock deck Eight-bit systems and kung fu flicks I rock like Herbie Hanckock with prosthetic limbs Who killed Vincent Chin was it them was it us Not giving enough of a fuck to stand up? Not more than twelve months after Lenon got shot Bob died same year Mumia got locked The School of the Americas put heads to sleep Like Ted DiBiase the million dollar dream Jesus freaks all believe, believe on these streets Will they please just leave us be? Mix tapes with Fat Boys and Run DMC, Too Short, BDP and EMPD Watched more Nickelodeon than MTV Eventually every week it was Fab Five Freddy Now everyone born 'bout '87 up got a VH1 version of the years we came up But VH1 never played hip hop at all How the fuck they be the ones giving hip hop awards y'all?
On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
[Repeat]
Reflections and questions and not enough answers The rise of gang banging was the death of the Panthers Short shorts, tube socks, city a boondocks Everywhere somebody trying to moon walk Rocksteady Crew, jams with Steve Pool Sight beyond sigh Yo I pulled roots like Super Mario 2 A bowl full of Cheerios Looking back just say no was not enough To sweep dust under carpet when the visitors came Cities became, and temporary wealth manifested in chains MJ became chosen, free Mandela was the slogan of the moment To the mobile DJs with the pompador fades Rocking Debbie Deb and Stevie P all day When I hear music I can't wait to rock New shoes nothing less than some fresh high tops and Things happen for a reason they say But I say there's a reason things happen And it wasn't all good way back in the day Struggled then struggled now still standing Things happen for a reason they say But I say there's a reason things happen And it wasn't all good way back in the day Struggled then struggled now still standing
Come on
On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
Now on and on like the song goes And I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
Come on
On and on like the song goes And I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
On and on like the song goes I wonder if we've took the wrong road And it seems like so long ago But you know where to go if you ever come home
[Repeat]
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