Official audio of Black Thought “Ghetto Boyz and Girls” feat. C.S. Armstrong (Fuel Interlude) from the new album Streams of Thought, Vol. 3: Cane & Able, available everywhere now: https://BlackThought.lnk.to/SOTV3
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Lyrics:
I came from the bottom up.
God dammit, my family never had enough.
Listen, everything I leave to this world is for these Ghetto Boyz & Girlz.
And they convince us to adopt lies
Til the stock rise.
While them vultures trying to push the culture counter clockwise.
Got us licking shots at one another for popeyes.
N**gas rock climb, trying to come out on the top side.
I mean the top of the food chain, fuck a top five.
My fears fueling my mood swings like the Mach Five.
What's the reason I just got high? I forgot why.
Another day, another glock fired like we’re not tied.
Hollow men in the wasteland like T.S Eliot.
Spear sticking out in the flesh of a fresh elephant.
News coming out in the press and they just relish it.
When your hope’s shattered in stress
You say the hell with it.
This is for my young boys in them gun wars,
Out here on their going dumb jawn on the front lawn.
Trying to break the long arm of the law
That hunts for em.
Bettin lives on the luck of the draw.
We want more n**ga.
Still moving on a boy n**ga.
We not human, we at war n**ga.
It’s for these Ghetto Boyz and Girls
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