Still repping 4th Avenue Jones, here's some food for thought. Grab a plate and speekonit...
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"Ceasar I wanna see ya/we scared of police not North Korea/I sweat and bleed working to feed mi familia/wear jackets everyday/full metal i'm from the ghetto/where teens (are) forced to settle so they scream like a kettle/gang bang and exchange drugs they try to pettle/lost love from living as thugs since they was little/go to the sire, tell him we're bringing his empire/down when my Messiah returns he's gonna triumph/every lier, will perish in lakes burning with fire/murdering theives, how much peace does money buy ya?/let's educate the homies cuz the game has changed/instead of wrists, they make sure our brains are chained/let's reminisc, how many of us hanged and slain/and now we hate our women as a claim to fame?/you just a puppet, dumb elmo playing with flames/these are the last days and it's gonna rain/that's why they entertain us/everybody loves you when you famous/hating everybody else who ain't us/all we want is more, overlooking poor people in anguish/dollars are the universal language/I wanna see Ceasar!"
-Ahmad,
from the track "Ceasar" off the album, "Stereo: The
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