Blueprint, Has-Lo - Hoop Dreamin (Two-Headed Monster ) lyrics

Alright, alright yeah

My environment's my archnemesis
Hard to win against
I witness many innocent fight for
Life in dark tenements
Armed immigrants with militant plots
Robotic citizens
That mill around with meaningless jobs
Villainous cops
Slither, trigger finger itching for Glocks
To reinforce the forcefields that keep
Us trapped on our blocks
It's calm as Vietnam
It smells like vengeance
My only weapon is my art and a hard sentence
That boldly march in against the opposition
Smooth with the moves of
A polished politician
When music is used to soothe the savage beast
And feed the disenfranchised that
Never had a piece my city's full of life but
It looks like a tomb
Flowers fight their way through the
Cracks until they can bloom
I was born a black poet not a day too soon
And wrote my first rhymes on the
Walls of my mother's womb
Who to blame when the sky's full of acid rain
And fracking makes all the water
In your faucet flame
Strange for some but for others
It's an average day
Around my way you gotta earn
The right to complain
Third world problems with a
First world backdrop
Bitch about the pot you piss in
And not have a pot
Born in poverty, we didn't have a lot
But still was happy whether or not
We had it or not

Hoop dreaming still searching for the meaning
Still scheming 'Cause we gotta come up
Hoop dreaming still searching for the meaning
Still scheming 'Cause we gotta come up
Now get down "Get, get, get down"
"Get, get, get down" "Get, get, get down"
"Get, get, get down" "Get, get, get down"
"Get, get, get down" "Get, get, get down"
"Get, get, get down"

A nomad in mind, roaming a path rap designed
A black's way out as a rat trapped inside
Whoever wish only a dream of higher heights
Should take a look at my view
My money's the root
It takes room inside of your rules
Ruin your roof next thing you planning for
Heists and grooming recruit's
Gluttony and need don't reside
In the same geometry
We live check to check hoping to stretch
And we survive the week tryna
Get some honest eats
Take any under-the table hustle we can get
The buildings don't inspire me to
Dream outside of them
I don't as a result, my neighborhood's a cult
Seagulls hover in lots and drink dirty water
The cops cover our blocks
And checkpoints and borders
Funny how I see you every hour sun to sun
But me and my people call you never come

Hoop dreaming still searching for the meaning
Still scheming 'Cause we gotta come up
Hoop dreaming still searching for the meaning
Still scheming 'Cause we gotta come up
Now get down "Get, get, get down"
"Get, get, get down" "Get, get, get down"
"Get, get, get down" "Get, get, get down"
"Get, get, get down" "Get, get, get down"
"Get, get, get down"