Immortal Technique - Harlem Streets lyrics
[Immortal Technique - Harlem Streets lyrics]
Yeah, Harlem streets stay flooded
In white powder
Like those motherfuckers runnin' away
From the Twin Towers
Gunshots rock the Earth like a meteor shower
Bowlin' For Columbine
Fear givin' the media power
Innocence devoured like a chicken
Spot snack box
Government cocaine cooked into
Ghetto crack rock
Corrupt cops' false testimony
At your arraignment check to check
Constant struggle to make the payments
Workin' your whole life
Wonderin' where the day went
The subway stays packed like
A multi-cultural slave ship
It's rush hour, 2: 30 to 8, non stoppin'
And people comin' home
After corporate sharecroppin'
And fuck flossin'! Mothers are
Tryin' to feed children
But gentrification is kickin' them
Out of their buildin'
A generation of babies
Born without healthcare families homeless
Thrown the fuck off the welfare
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
It's like Cambodia
"The Killing Fields" uptown
We live in distress and hang
The flag upside down
The sound of conservative
Politicians on television
People in the hood are blind
So they tell us to listen
They vote for us to go to war instantly
But none of their kids serve in the infantry
The odds are stacked against us
Like a casino think about it: most of the
Army is black and Latino
And if you can't acknowledge the
Reality of my words
You just another stupid motherfucker
Out on the curb
Tryin' to escape from the ghetto
With your ignorant ways
But you can't read history
At an illiterate stage
And you can't raise a family on minimum wage
Why the fuck you think most of
Us are locked in a cage?
I give niggas the truth
'cause their pride is indigent
You better off rich and guilty
Than poor and innocent
But I'm sick of feelin' impotent
Watchin' the world burn
In the era of apocalypse, waitin' my turn
I'm a Harlem nigga that's
Concerned with the future
And if you're in my way it'd
Be an honor to shoot ya
Uproot ya with the evil that
Grows in my people
Makin' them deceitful, cannibalistic
And lethal but I see through the
Mentality implanted in us
And I educate my fam about
Who we should trust
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?" " blaow!"
In white powder
Like those motherfuckers runnin' away
From the Twin Towers
Gunshots rock the Earth like a meteor shower
Bowlin' For Columbine
Fear givin' the media power
Innocence devoured like a chicken
Spot snack box
Government cocaine cooked into
Ghetto crack rock
Corrupt cops' false testimony
At your arraignment check to check
Constant struggle to make the payments
Workin' your whole life
Wonderin' where the day went
The subway stays packed like
A multi-cultural slave ship
It's rush hour, 2: 30 to 8, non stoppin'
And people comin' home
After corporate sharecroppin'
And fuck flossin'! Mothers are
Tryin' to feed children
But gentrification is kickin' them
Out of their buildin'
A generation of babies
Born without healthcare families homeless
Thrown the fuck off the welfare
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
It's like Cambodia
"The Killing Fields" uptown
We live in distress and hang
The flag upside down
The sound of conservative
Politicians on television
People in the hood are blind
So they tell us to listen
They vote for us to go to war instantly
But none of their kids serve in the infantry
The odds are stacked against us
Like a casino think about it: most of the
Army is black and Latino
And if you can't acknowledge the
Reality of my words
You just another stupid motherfucker
Out on the curb
Tryin' to escape from the ghetto
With your ignorant ways
But you can't read history
At an illiterate stage
And you can't raise a family on minimum wage
Why the fuck you think most of
Us are locked in a cage?
I give niggas the truth
'cause their pride is indigent
You better off rich and guilty
Than poor and innocent
But I'm sick of feelin' impotent
Watchin' the world burn
In the era of apocalypse, waitin' my turn
I'm a Harlem nigga that's
Concerned with the future
And if you're in my way it'd
Be an honor to shoot ya
Uproot ya with the evil that
Grows in my people
Makin' them deceitful, cannibalistic
And lethal but I see through the
Mentality implanted in us
And I educate my fam about
Who we should trust
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?"
"Homicide Harlem blaow! What's
The problem?" " blaow!"