Mainstream

[Verse 1:] Revolutionary, scary Thought provoking, spoken, Words of a chain I don't feel but I see, visions from me at twenty three making us free in my community one day is what I live for, ain't thinking about no hope no more I got my boots I kick it till I get with Adapt and overcome, oh hum hum Go get my gun, load up for fun, and put down with the frown What goes round comes round from M.L.K. to cascade I know its through them plenty figures cocaine dealers walk the wrong side up in they rides, looking cleaner then I seen them the last time Then selling dimes, now its quarter keys, stacking G's In the South Indies my nigga them folks riding bicycles among vehicles off in the hood Knowing each and every nigger sellin', but can you blame the fact the only way a brother can survive the game the block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings in fair times so writing rhymes it ain't just the police we kill each other just lost another brother fast living will get you took, thinking it can't happen to you and then it do off crooked schemes its just a dream floating face down in the mainstream