Harlem Streets

Yeah, Harlem streets, they flooded in white powder

Like those motherfuckers runnin' away from the twin towers

Gun shots rock earth like a meteor shower

Bowling for Columbine, fair, givin' the media power

Innocence devoured like a chicken spot snack box

Government cocaine cooked into ghetto crack rock

Corrupt cops false testimony at your arraignment

Check to check, constant struggle to make the payments

Workin' your whole life wondering where the day went

The subway stays packed like a multi-cultural slave ship

It's rush hour, 2:30 to 8, non-stopping

And people coming home after corporate share cropping

And fuck flossing, mothers are trying to feed children

But gentrification is kickin' them out of they building

A generation of babies born without health care

Families homeless, thrown the fuck off the welfare

Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?

Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?

Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?

Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?

It's like Cambodia the killing fields uptown

We live in distress and hang the flag upside down

The sound of conservative politicians on television

People in the hood are blind so they tell us to listen

They vote for us to go to war instantly

But none of their kids serving the infantry

The odds are stacked against us like a casino

Think about it, most of the army is black and Latino

And if you can't acknowledge the reality of my words

You just another stupid motherfucker out on the curb

Trying to escape from the ghetto with your ignorant ways

But you can't read history at an illiterate stage

And you can't raise a family on minimum wage

Why the fuck you think most of us are locked in a cage?

I give **** the truth, 'cause they pride is indigent

You better off rich and guilty than poor and innocent

But I'm sick of feeling impotent watching the world burn

In the era of apocalypse waiting my turn

I'm a Harlem **** that's concerned with the future

And if you in my way, it'd be an honor to shoot ya

Uproot ya with the evil that grows in my people

Making them deceitful, cannibalistic and lethal

But I see through the mentality implanted in us

And I educate my fam about who we should trust

Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?

Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?

Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?

Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?