|01-07-2010, 08:49 AM||#1|
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: Under a rock
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Victim - Track Review
Beneath the Surface
Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto
Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh
Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day
Adolescents workin' for small pay
World so little, he could never leave his block
His home bullet riddled, so he always need his glock
Coast with his eye open, keep his metal smokin'
Young wasted minds, fiendin' on dimes, cokin'
Forgot kids quick to break rules, and known to make fools
out of many, now the streets be more safe than school
There's no diploma, that can break you from the coma
A bloody war in the country, the youth hungry
On the corner, hyenas amongst me
Yappin' bout the stories, they be hearin', always swearin'
Can't even spell the shit that he be wearin'
Caught up in the silk web of material
Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue
The young is lost at their own cost, dreamin'
Screamin' how they never hold positions thats demeaning
Brothers of murder victims share the same grief
The elderly shake their head in disbelief
and no relief came till I aimed
and blast one shot and left my name
My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks
on torn down blocks, drug spots set out their shops
and cops watch, innocent niggaz roamin' in flocks
Romanism in tops, papers and knots
Churches and liquor stores on every corner, plot to get money not
some funny niggaz act like they could pop glocks and those who can't cop
Sisters givin' up ass a lot, brothers givin' up cash a lot
They be strugglin' to become someone because their parents not
Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle
When the devil uncivil society and die free
With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks
and wrists the God is now a dog, the earth is called a bitch
and all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness
To push a Lexus, ice on everythin' from rings and bracelets to the necklaces
Children molested within these pest infested buildings
Thieves uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilin's
Peelin' off, but all I see is lost black babies callin'
"Please somebody save me, please somebody save me"
Last edited by Crackhead Bob; 01-11-2010 at 09:01 AM.
|01-07-2010, 11:08 AM||#2|
Join Date: Apr 2009
Posts: 532Rep Power: 0
it needs another GZA verse in all honesty. But I love it when Wu do their ghetto conscienceness tracks.
There is some good quotables here - 'now the streets be more safe than schools'. 'Cant even spell the shit they be wearing' 'the elderly shake their heads in disbelief'. 'Churches and liquor stores on every block'