Quick16 Saturday - Instalment #22 lyrics

by

Ice Cube


Let's blaze it now
More power to my people
Who proceed to keep it real
And fight for freedom through the days in hell
My patience fell
As a kid I was troubled
Had to battle through the bulling and live through the struggle
We were broke
My moma did what she could
I hit the street to flip some dollars
Chasin' grits in the hood
A lot of kids had it good
And I was jealous
No lie
I wanted Nikes at my own
And I was lost in my pride
But paid attention
To the hustlers hustlin'
And touchin' dollars
They follow
Servin' customers
Suffering
Put the worry in my moma
Trynna live with [?]
But I was selfish and hungry
As a kid and distressed
With a fear of rejection
From my peers
While in question
I can hear them reflectin'
On cheers they projected
Wasn't easy as a kid
I fought for balance through change
To handle anger in my heart
I was channel my pain
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