minds Let the light shine in to warm up the nights Let the minds connect to one magic eye Let the minds control the chaos inside Oh, it`s bright I can
cemetery Cause that's where all of my people rest I can't take the stress, I'm fin to send it through somebody chest That's why I walk around pissed
day since she died And maybe being gone, ain't all that bad It's gotta be better than wasting time, with a pen and a pad [Z-Ro] Living in poverty, ain
's Nightmare Paris America's Nightmare Public Enemy America's Nightmare Krs-One America's Nightmare Mutulu Shakur America's Nightmare Geronimo Pratt America's Nightmare Assada Shakur America's
That 9, All I Could See Was My Momma's Eyes No One Knows My Struggle, They Only See The Trouble Not Knowin It's Hard To Carry On When No One Loves You
all the people all of the time, But if you fool the right one's, Then the rest will fall behind, Tell me who's got control of your mind? Your world view
One out of three of us is locked up doing time You know what that type of shit can do to a nigga mind? My mind on my money, money on my mind If you owe
like a buddhist Recruited lieutenants with ludicrous, dreams of gettin cream let's do this, against T-D-S So I keep one eye open like, C-B-S, ya see
Dear God, I see your face in all I do Sometimes, it?s so hard to believe it... But God, I know you have your reasons (Uh huh) [Verse 1:] They said he?s
with petty crime Is that all life's meant to be? Commercials full of luxuries A man has one, a cat has nine And in between it's killing time (Killing
's the limit A second is a minute, every hour's infinite Dear God, I'm trying hard to reach you Dear God, I see your face in all I do Sometimes, it's
rich gone poor They wait for an answer One day they know they're gonna pay They've lost all their pride They've lost their mind in a mental phase
where we grew at, nigga duh The poverty line we not above So I come to mask and gloves 'cause we ain't feelin' the love We ain't doin' crime for the sake of doin' crimes
, and Spam Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life All I can see in front of me is up for grabs Come off that slab 'Cause poverty will push a nigga
I choose to be, one of the choosen few Leavin you confused, dazed and what got you all amazed How the fuck we could be so blazed? It takes one block
mind Then mind state of mankind is that of earth - blind From the time ya born till ya gain consciousness ya loose it all, tryna prove it all Mom and
