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Blackalicious
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The Fall & Rise Of Elliott Brown
Lyricist:F Leaneir, Xavier Lorenzo Mosley, Timothy Jerome Parker
I mean, I got years man, I go back, actually I just got back to these streets man, this is home to me though You mean, I was goin' for a while, ten years to be exact I lost my lights in the streets, you know but for these streets Me and my dude, we got down and dirty for it, man
We did every thang, we took, know what I mean, to eat That's what it's about when I was comin' up in the 80's Everybody tried to eat man and my way livin' to eat, man I gurped in theses streets, I grind Walked to these streets here, nah'mean?'
Got to get this bread, got to get this dough Got to get these chips, got to get these whips And fits and got to get real mean, got to get real clean Got to get these fiends a fixin'
On a mission to get rich real quick use wit' no intermission Got to live big, gettin' the tip on them big [Incomprehensible] So spendin' spendin', any witness get hit quick This lick isn't never no kid shit
Not a picnic, flip biscuit, get rich, that's it Big bills, just Ben's, no frills, just Benz's Spendin' endless spendin' sprees Limitless, build it up to the millions
Then I can have things, like a new fly ring and a new fly fling I can do Irene, Darlene, Charlene and Francine, even get Inside Pam's jeans, as clean as you ever did see on the scene Doin' real big things as I pimp this simple system
Then I hear sirens and I see high beams Now I am flyin' but they're behind me Now I'm on one knee and the dope's on me Now my hope's gone see and I lost my freedom Locked up, see ya
He was a young lad off of happiness and smiles He was sprung bad, wanted all the trendy classy Number one fads in a very short time Learned the rules of combat
Learned who was a punk and who would have swung back How to take from the weak, especially when hungry While mama's workin' two jobs and daddy's gone away And police be throwin' you vibes even at a young age
And it was like he was livin' in a cage From the outside world 'cause he just couldn't relate Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And then life really began and trifeness Was a given when he graduated
The fall
So he hustled, doin' whatever just to get the bread and mustard Stacked high, grew wit' some niggaz that he trusted He shouldn't have though, 'cause them same niggaz got him busted And 'bout the same time he 'bout to get sent up His ex-girl is like, 'I'm pregnant baby, daddy, plus it's twins'
And when he goes to jail, he has company In the form of fifty percent of the cats he grew up with Gets out, goes back, just like a puppet Caught in a genocidal death trap of the government The don't rehabilitate, they just be lovin' it When niggaz is in the pen 'cause that's big money makin' to them
The rise
For some time he sat and pondered Trapped in a cell filled with criminals and convicts Time had arrived to confront the real conflict Lookin' within, not without, he got honest
Started to read and acquire that self knowledge Learned he was royalty and didn't come from garbage How to embrace struggle and learn from his problems True wealth is health, family and a higher consciousness
Learned that most of what he was taught was nonsense Read up on economics and how to start a business Self determination and dedication empowered him Somethin' inside him told him only God could stop him
Now he's out livin' what others said was impossible Thought he would be another victim of ghetto obstacles Through the concrete, a rosebud started to blossom Remember change is really all that remains constant, yeah
Saved message, Friday, 3:56 PM Hey, B-Cam, this is your sister Dee-Dee I was just callin' to tell you that I gone to see Frankie And I told him that you wanted him to
Give a like what it was like to be in prison And what advice he would give and oh, my God I got this letter from him, Tim, you've got to hear it This word should be in a book or a song or something I mean really
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