CHORUS: [AZ] Pieces of a black man (uh huh) My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land it's like taboo (taboo) Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (Bustin') Some servin' state bids, cuz they hustle blind Pieces of a black man My thoughts travel (yeah) trapped on savage land it's like taboo (yeah) Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (Bustin') Some servin' state bids, cuz they hustle blind
AZ: Yo when times get trifle I'm subjected to street survival See many never complete they cycle, other retreat to bibles Livin' holy, but currency seem to control me Movin' coldly, in the presence of old parolies My mind mold me, keep me in mack mode like Goldie Police know me, but ain't got enough to hold me (yeah) I follow rules, through the knowledge, swallow jewels A form of teachin', from the streets never taught in school (uh huh) You caught you lose, a wise man utilize tools Solitude certifies all moves So I walk this path of the old dread, that lead me off the Ave. (Yeah) Absorbin' fast, learnin' from niggas I lost in the past (Yo) It's poison plays in these foul days Housin' cops & they foul ways, and walkin' through a wild maze Holdin' my brain, tryin' to maintain Sleet, snow, or rain, I guees the game'll never change
CHORUS: [AZ] Pieces of a black man My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land it's like taboo (taboo) Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (Yeah) Some servin' state bids, cuz they hustle blind
AZ: Since the genesis, paraphanalia circle my premisis Poor images, project life drained my innocence (Uh huh) It's all the worst genocide, I guess the water's cursed My old earth identify, though her soul is for the church (uh huh) She prayed for peace, hopin' I'm saved before she lay deciest To say the least, the warden's to wise to play the streets I know the ropes, certain niggas to slow to cope (yeah) & though I sold some Coke, it was only to stay afloat Amongst the frozen hearted, some bentin', some departed Inhalin' chocolate, tracin' back to where it started The Crack wave 2 for 5, deuce & tres The Mack sprays, puffin' lye, truth & days & though it sound ill, through all the foul shit, I'm down still All aroudn real, rough is the grounds in Brownsville I know the ledge, meditatin', holdin' my head Eyes red, it's Doe Or Die till I'm dead
CHORUS: [AZ] Pieces of a black man (black, uh huh) My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land it's like taboo Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (What) Some servin' state bids cuz they hustle blind Pieces of a black man (yeah, travelin' C'mon) My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land it's like taboo Stuck in time (buck, buck) so many young boys bustin' nines Some servin' state bids, cuz they hustle blind
AZ: I played all positions, plus learned from each mission Politic, wit all teyp niggas wit different diction I did it up, from young in some cunt, the way I hit it up Buggin' off my first Philly Blunt, and how I lit it up But time flyin', playin' these corners'll let it slide by Puffin' lye, homicide, coke supplies dry So play the game, other slow up change the lane Awaken, unchain the brain in exchange to take away the pain It's a part of scriptures, put together wit different mixtures They tricked us, got us trapped in takin' pictures Interogatin', locatin', destination' Estimatin', or play a part of them investigatin' It's on goin', from them killers, to them broads hoin' Unknowin' first time fellons on trial blowin' So burn your clips And sit back, learn your shit The last of these real reps left turned legit
CHORUS: [AZ] Pieces of a black man My thoughts travel (yeah), trapped on savage land it's like taboo (taboo) Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (bustin') Some servin' state bids (what, what) cuz they hustle blind Pieces of a black man (black man) My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land (thoughts travel) it's like taboo Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (buck, buck, buck, buck) Pieces of a black man My thoughts travel (travel) trapped on savage land, it's like taboo (taboo baby) Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines Some servin' state bids cuz they hustle blind Pieces of a black man Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
