It's a Long Way Home

Don't get too big for your britches and forget where you came Claimin' your name and not claimin' your fame Have to dial another but another's not the one to blame I couldn't blame you if you were not in the rap game Got enough room to light a brother can't breathe now [?] can't put us down We got to overcome the struggle, learn to love one another Instead of doubting each other, [?] Everybody ain't got it good, I sure wish they could But even the brothers givin' us [?] "Fight the power" is what they say, [?] is where we stay And roaches and raps is how it is, black The only way to survive is to energize and criticize Once you realize you're inferior in their eyes Count your blessings not your curses [?] short [?] your hood, and you're shit out of luck I'm not saying [?], that could only [?] You think [?] Put your right in front of your left, and baby watch your step No dissing your hood, cause it's a Long way home (Ain't nothin' to it but to do it!) So where do we go now, or do we all fall down? Or do we take a stand and demand a chance? So we can all survive and live our own lives It's hard bein' black, but I'm proud of that And as a matter of fact, I probably live better than A rich man who couldn't understand the pain Gettin' back on the right track, fightin' the system Runnin' from the enemy that's tryin' to get with him Stayin' off the drugs that was meant to bring us down And runnin' from a native in our own town Run away boy, run away, the struggle, see aware You done moved to No Man's Land, so now you don't care You left your [?] there, "So what? I got out, so can they" But it ain't that easy gettin' paid I'm really glad we can get enough, doin' our own stuff Sayin' you want out, brother you just don't give a huh You can turn around now, it's never too late Don't play yourself out, cause it ain't gotta be that way So hey, don't get mad at me, mister, I can't say nothin' Frontin' like a roller callin' me a side buster Don't get mad at me, when your girl has to jump And send your rollin' ass back to where you came from (Ain't nothin' to it but to do it!) Now what is this I hear? Only the one, and nobody does it better Moved into a condo, now wasn't that clever? But you did have to stray, so get your nice things It wasn't moving up your fingertips to help your earn your fat grip But stealin' all you runnin' down a sister on the struggle Helpin' out her mother and brother tryin' to bust a bubble It happens everywhere, but escape is impossible Brothers in the nineties always doubting each other You say you don't know no better, you gotta go for self But baby watch your step, and thank the lord for your wealth It's gettin' kinda hectic, but please sister know That when you walk out that door, you can't come back no more (See ya!) Think about it before you chance it, don't work if you're free Brothers ain't on welfare cause they want to be Let us shout, we want out, they want out, no respect That's why we still living in the projects It ain't where we want to be, but damn, can you help us out? Instead of talkin' about, you should be livin' about Talkin' about sell out, you done walked the hell out This is the stuff I'm talkin' about, see it's a Long way home Yeah, huh Yeah (Ain't nothin' to it but to do it!) (Give it up) Yo-Yo's in full effect, 1992. I'm beyond steppin'. I'm beyond stompin'. I'm kickin' my way into the nineties. You know what I'm sayin'? Kick it. Yeah. Two times for the hood. Yeah. Three times for the hood. Give it to 'em. Yeah, come on, give it to 'em. Yeah, uh huh. I like that too. Uh huh. Break it down for me. Yeah. Let it. Uh huh. Yeah. There we go, break it down, yeah. Uh, yeah, here we go, here we go, let it go. Ha ha ha. Yeah! 1992 style, baby! Yeah, always in the house