My Only Home

Lyrics for My Only Home

Black is beautiful, Free Huey! Set our water free, Free Huey! Black is beautiful... I'm from empty ugly, pretty much which shit is dust You be digusted what kids discuss when you live as such Privilege coveted, in business and government never a bit o' trust While we was cravin' rations, they paid assassins, made niggas hush The Moores, Hamptons, Malcolms, Medgars and the Martins They was focussin' the scope soon as the lecturin' was startin' Hawkin' a dull youth, the whole truth, you definitely departin' You invest in leave a mark, they invested in a marksman Rare breed, four hundred year lead Sheer greed, flauntin' their glee, only want what they see When over here need Indeed, the bias, never doin' right by us Left much distaste, that bitter stay And how they do us to this day I say fuck this place... But it's my only home 's'all I've known Enemy grounds, hate groups sending me rounds General Lee frowns, then enter the hounds My energy wound, no friend to be found There's one of me up, ten of me down We either dead or we tend to be bound Cos my identity brown the penalties drown If I survive this envious town, just send me the crown For those not in REM, this how the remedy sound Damned with the pen (?), payin' for the ends since the beginnin' Raise a torch or the baby's lost, if we ain't care for the women My opinion: it ain't sinnin', it's crabs tryna manage a barrel How we get here when my great-great-great grands was a pharaoh? Resisting these conditions is in the strands of my marrow (?) wasn't cool playin' the fool like the man in the tarot Try and bring light despite knowin' death stands in the shadow So from now on thou song is just plans for a battle Mac depraved and raised in a gruesome hood Wake up to the nightmare, light prayer - hope it do some good First thought is how to fill a pocket Sum'in please present itself before we buildin' on a killer topic I'm starvin', try an' bite, only Iron Mike came through philanthropic Lot came home and profit, movin like he still in spar-fit Bundles of snow, (?) numbers that grow Gave a pound, said "The only Ls worth takin' come with a bow" You what's expected, been infected, the cold sick town So crazed that most days you wanna burn this whole shit down But it's my only home It's all I've ever known 's my only home 's'all I've ever known But in the neighbourhoods many were moved by the struggle of the Ocean Hill-Brownsville community