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They are rounding em up around the way

The pigs and the dogs run and play

Stick em up bang bang

Get out of your car right now

Face down on the ground

It used to be easy the pigs we knew

Smelled like swine now they are just like you

They turned the brothers upon themselves

And brothers oversee  slaves like they used too

The fight for equality has been turned against you

Now brothers in blue killing me and you

They call it equality in the plantation we know

And the long arm of oppression lives next door

They give them a Glock and call them the man

And its in your crotch where he sticks his hand

The owners of the plantation has step back from view

Now he using your own kind to oppress you

Round em up Shoot em up

And bang bang too

The pigs are laughing while the dogs eat you

They learn to be puppies under their care

Now they are brothers in blue and your worst nightmare

Dogs in a police uniform patrol our streets

Ready to bite with vicious teeth

They have been trained as pups up from the ground

Trained to rip your hearts out and keep you down

Hamzatu

Tags: Bang Bang, Dogs, Equality, Face, Glock, Hearts, Long Arm, Opression, Pigs, Police Uniform, Puppies, Slaves, Swine, Teeth, Uniform Patrol, Worst Nightmare

Looked into a mirror and saw the reflection of me

Did a double take  because there were two or three

Things are changing in the city of lights

Its something more than the usual gun fights

There something happening to the ones that I know

Everything is different it just doesn’t flow

The people are getting turned all around

Getting twisted into shapes that I never found

Like broken glass lying in the streets

Lives are shattered and lost in defeat

The struggle has faded from their eyes

People are tired and starting to believe the lies

I pick a piece or maybe two

I tried to rebuild but the glue would not do

I stacked up the glass for a house to be made

But glasses houses don’t stand once those in them start to fade

Still I tried to gather them up from the dust

But in the streets where I roll there is no trust

I shouted wake up as loud as I could

Everyone is deaf in this neighborhood

The jungle has become home although there are no trees

The people are like leaves falling to their knees

No need now for a plan to finish us all

The drugs, violence, and dirt has guided the fall

Piles of glass are broken lying before me

The people have stopped wanting to be free

Hamzatu

Tags: Broken Glass, City Of Lights, Dirt, Drugs, Glass House, Glasses, Glue, Jungle, Knees, Leaves, Mirror, Nieghborhood, Piles, Reflection, Shapes, Struggle, Trees, Viloence

I walk around with a frown

I don’t talk, don’t stare me down

What you need I don’t have

Helping you is not my command

If you need faith

Don’t look at me

Faith is in you but you don’t see

Don’t try to fool me

But be true to yourself

Reach for what you need

And don’t ask someone else

We are a mighty people

The people of the sun

The answer is in you 

From the truth you can’t run

Stop crying the blues

All about your life

What are you going to do 

Live or give up the fight

Make it better 

Don’t just complain

Everyday is your chance 

So make a change

A better day might just be near

The sun comes up after a night of fear

There are times when you are bound to cry

Keep your head up looking to the sky

It is in you that the answers lie

In you is the truth if you don’t deny

We are the people who are kissed by the sun

We are the people of the Mighty One

Hamzatu

Tags: Crying The Blues, Faith, Fear, Look To The Sky, People Of The Sun, Truth

I don’t care about you and all that I think about is  me

I don’t care about nothing that you think or see

When in your neighborhood I come around

I will bring your property value down

I am lazy and have a thousand excuses

The sun was in my eyes or my shoes were to loose

Whenever you see me and I am hanging down low

I am one of the most trifling brothers that you will ever know

You can’t trust me because I am as low as they go

Watch your back and check your locks to be secure

I am sneakier than a rat and I am on roam for more

Trifling they call me and I’ll admit to that review

Anything that you possess and want, keep out of my view

I’ll take my homies girl too

I don’t have friends like you think that I do

I’ll stab them in the back just like you

You never met anyone like me

I don’t do it for the power

I don’t do it for the money 

I do it because I’m trifling

Hamzatu

Tags: Homies, Locks, Money, Neighborhood, Rat, Shoes, Stab, Sun Was In My Eyes

No sudden moves

I am the child of the night

If I could fly I would fly you to a better place

But its too late

You must know me by now

I listen to the beat of the night

Do you think that I am someone that you might want to see

Don’t get excited when you pass by me

I am burning deep down inside

So I can’t stop now

Not going to slow down

Cause the lights are low

No one knows my place in the world

But its alright

Believe that it is real

The time is now to follow the voice inside

If I could fly I would fly you to a better place

And wont be back

But I can’t stop now

When I whisper in your ear

No sudden moves

Hamzatu

Tags: Beat Of The Night, Fly, Night Moves, Sudden Moves

Born in the ghetto

I am looking through a hole in the wall

It has been a long time coming

But they say a change is going to come

It has been too hard living but I don’t want to die

And I don’t know what is up with this guy

It has been a long time coming

Now they claim that he is a brother

Brother help me please

They have been knocking me back down to my knees

There were times when I thought that I would not make it

Now I might be able to carry on

It has been a long time in coming

Is change coming to the ghetto?

Hamzatu

Tags: Brother Brother, Ghetto, Hole In The Wall, Long Time

Everything gettin backed up

The world turning the other way

Bottom whats up and stick’em up

Started to rise up from the ghetto

From brothers on the down low

To the four winds we throw

Up from nothing you know

Into the night we go

Up from the gutter and the ghetto

Don’t feel me and don’t see me

Cause you don’t look down

When you walk around

With your nose up instead of down

Eyes looking all around

Brothers in the ghetto still on the low down

Still trying to understand me

My words to learn so you can see

Don’t try too hard you might catch a burn

Burning to learn is not my concern

Look into the gutter for the truth

Which gets devoured by you

Clean the streets and remove thrash

The ghetto was made to last

So what do you mean the other way

Under seige overall anyway today

Thats what its like around the way

But the ghetto is growing like the grass

And not like you

We don’t sleep and you won’t last

I am rising star that can shoot

And its raining on you

Rain rain raining on you

The gutter is full of rain

And everything is over flowing

Hamzatu

Tags: Four Winds, Ghetto, Growing Grass, Gutter, Noses, Rain Rain Rain, Rising Star, Seige, Sleep

I’m back for another new year

The child of the night not living right

Optimism you say is the the key for me

Its always what you think and never what you see

Now you think that you know me cause we met a time or two

But you don’t and don’t turn your back cause I’ll rob you

Everything is like a movie that you watch on TV

But in the ghetto your TV is our reality

So in the first week of this new year

Eleven young brothers have disappeared

You celebrating the time still to come

We live here now under rule of gun

I can see two worlds happening  now

One is for the ghetto 

and the other is the other one

If you want to know the truth about the life we live

Look at you own ghetto and look at your own kids

You think that you can lock me up tight

But brothers not going out with out a fight

The problem for you is that I am here to stay

This year like ever other I won’t go away

I am fighting for my home 

Which you say that you own

That is why the children of the night 

Will never leave you alone

Hamzatu

Tags: Children Of The Night, Ghetto, New Year, Optimism, Truth About, Two Worlds, Young Brothers

Yea, sure you heard the word before

And, you think that you know what

But, how can you be sure if you never been before

We listen to you explain things

You got all of the answers

And all of the reasons why too

Its like a movie for you

One day I counted because I can count it

There were twenty liqour stores in my hood

How many in yours

How can poor people buy all the drugs that you sell

So look at the graffiti

Cause that’s what you like

And, watching the natives

Die in a fight

But you can’t hear the sounds of the beating hearts

And, you can’t see the light in the babies eyes

I am not surprised

This is the ghetto

A place you can’t know

The jagged edge of a cold night

Doing the best that we can

We can feel you and see you 

We know how you do

And, we know who you are

There is no ignorance here

It is clear that everything is going your way

For purposes known to us 

We can look at you and see

It is the way you change rules every time you need

The bottom is to maintain the bottom line

And, the bottom is the ghetto

Hamzatu

Tags: Babies, Beating Hearts, Bottom Line, Buy Drugs, Buy Sell, Cold Night, Drugs, Ghetto, Graffiti, Hearts, Jagged Edge, Liqour Stores, Natives, Poor People, sounds

My name ain’t Black so why you call me that

You think that I don’t know why you do

Well listen up fool while I break it down for you

A history lesson is what you need

Black and white is about your greed

You need that crutch in order to succeed 

So you put this label all over me

You claimed white for yourself because of your need

Black balled, black listed, and the black spot too

Who created these labels, not me it was you

The color of my skin is a honey brown

So where you get this black you throwing down

The fear that I see coming from you

It is probably because your johnson is small too

Yea I’m a man whose big and strong you see

The fear that you feel is no problem for me

In spite of the fact that you are a coward and afraid to be

A man of life fighting to be free

So you play your games and label me a shame

By calling me black like its my name

Tell you what I am going to do

Salute you with my middle finger fool

That’s what I think of you

You got the whole world believing in your lies

Yet you want what I bring you can’t deny

I been blacked balled by you and your friends

But that will never stop real men

So call me what ever think that you can

But let me tell little one that you’re no man

Though the people in the ghetto suffer today

I see what you do and I am here to stay

I am only playing your silly game

Cause one day I am going to change your name

Hamzatu

Tags: Black And White, Black White, Color Of My Skin, Coward, Crutch, Fear, Fool, Friends, Games, Ghetto, Greed, History Lesson, Honey, Labels, Middle Finger, People, Play Games, Real Men, Shame, Silly Game, Spite