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Oldtown 96 (feat. Bonzo Madrid) [prod. !llMind]

from Central Standard Time by Stik Figa

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lyrics

[Chorus]

One upon a time on the J Block yo!
my homies had to get the dough
Once upon a time on the J Block yo!
the homies hit the liquor store
see we was kids so many loss innocence
caught feelings, caught charges caught sentences
good catching up but what's worth remembering ?
letting go of yesterday even tomorrow's different

Bruce Wayne dark nights during car rides,
bumpy roads sharp rights on apartheid,
round the corner from poverty and hard times,
boys taking shots like paparazzi at bar fights.
Still black lives going for cheap,
tributes with lip service make it harder to sleep,
right in the triple six, yea the mark of the beast,
these crackers shooting up churches but they targeting me?
Look, I been black longer than I been my first name,
called nigga before a nigga ever learned names, a lot of schools underserved since the first grade,
now a nigga like 'fuck school' and never learned trades.
Off the porch with the flocks in his flip flops,
veering left everyday a nigga pissed off,
back on the block or what I'm still a chip off,
between a hard place and rock but never pitched raw.

All we wanted was a piece of mind,
right wrongs in the dark trying to see the light,
silver lining dark clouds when we see the sky,
at the bottom looking up trying to see the heights,
yea, all I wanted was a piece of mind, a piece, a slice of the pie that America divides,
speak truth to the power ain't no need to hide,
so my kids and they kids will never be denied, yeah

[Chorus]

Them boys in front the Dillon's with the Demi Lovato,
sending clucks to the store like get me a bottle,
got plenty bravado when the semi is auto,
like get to the point or send me the hollow.
Still, in the color section no respect for the twelve,
since adolescence been neglected for real,
crooked corrupt methods been expected as well,
many deceptions exceptions I recollect for myself.
Extremes, heaven or hell, or weapons and shells,
department of corrections maybe references jail,
indictments, with lack of evidence, expected to fail,
innocent, guilty, alleged, man a blessing would help,
brown paper bags or your check in the mail,
connections with the Mexicans, what's left on the scale,
death before the dishonor, all that's left is betrayal,
empathy, indifference, loyalty, we stressed in a cell.

[Chrous]

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from Central Standard Time, released January 27, 2017

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