Bars Of The Times

Seven

Bars of the times

And these are my rhymes

Bars of the times

Bars of the times

And these are my rhymes, yeah

Thinking about the times I was growing up

Started off in Brooklyn, yeah, shit was rough

Pops in the streets, yeah, he was hustling up

Mom working two jobs, it was never enough

Roaming in the streets, it was not for me

The voice in my mind said we'll survive it see

We can always be me but right now we be

Who we gotta be and go ride in these streets

So sag them pants and add some swag

If a nigga disrespect then splatter they ass

Who knew that I got straight A's in class?

I was hooded up and thuggin, getting crazy cash

But the voice in my mind always guided me

Strike fear in their heart then strategize

Mind manipulation over taking a life

But if shit goes sideways then it time to ride

Is this life, for many it is, innocent kids, just trying to live

You never ask for it, but here it is

Amidst the grid, of human sacrifice

But yeah we still alive, but this isn't life

Some make it out, thank God for that

My son is getting straight A's in a new lifestyle

That a motherfucker like me built from scratch

You'd be amazed at that, not cars and chains

You need to use your heart to guide your brain

Too many young people that are being slain

Bringing parents to pain, putting cities to shame

And, who do we blame? It's the one in the mirror

That we have to change

Insane is the one that stays the same

And expects a change and still remains

The one who blames

See, I didn't mean to open up scars

I spend my time looking at the stars

I try to keep my mind elevated, not degraded

So elated as I stated thus far

So reveled or beveled, multileveled, disheveled

I'm banging like heavy metal

Let's get it right now

I got my foot on the pedal