pharoahe monch - black hand side lyrics
the great pharoahe monch, y’all
yes, sir, what up, p?
the great styles p, the ghost
one, two
i say open the door, let me in
teach us all, preach ya sins
turn the cheek, let it slide
give me five on the black hand side
the black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh
black hand side
black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh
the black hand side
give me five on the black hand side
i’ll tell you what i see through the black man’s eyes
fly chick, in the cadillac a black man ride
but every different day, a different black man die
shorty mama trippin’ off of crack mad high
now he watchin’ tv, lovin’ the bad guy
p-ss poor with a welfare check
he know he african ’cause he ain’t get help there yet
now he put down his knapsack, got a crack pack
you don’t over stand if your vision ain’t abstract
we in the projects, lot of us is lab rats
voted for obama hopin’ he wouldn’t have that
now i can tell you that i’ve felt had
i still remember how a cell smell
i still remember how the pigs act
family cryin’ up on the v.i., i couldn’t dig that
open the door and teach us all
p-ss the blunt around, hopin’ that it reach us all
now give me five on the black hand side
ghost and pharoahe monch, watch the black man rise, yeah
i say open the door, let me in
teach us all, preach ya sins
turn the cheek, let it slide
give me five on the black hand side
the black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh
(give me five, bro, give me five)
black hand side
black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh
(give me five, bro, give me five)
the black hand side
pharoahe’s a navajo chief, the way i’m makin’ it rain
but never for a stripper with emotional pain
do it to spike the system, nourishment for the brain
’cause rain, seed plus soil equals fruits and grains
my hood told me, “n-gg-, keep it simple and plain”
so let me explain the game
break it down a couple of levels like tetris
these young ones kill they own blood for a necklace
leave slumped over the wheel of your lexus
smoke kush, wake up and eat breakfast
like what the f-ck he expect?
a generation overly obsessed with mobsters
our revolutionaries swarm grammy’s and oscars
impostors, fake orators, weak shockers
makin’ a mockery of the music to be pop stars
and they say i’m insane
’cause i see the remains of the whips and the chains
in my hood where it ain’t all good, peep the pain
of a single mother, she strugglin’, young child slain
give me five on the black hand side
let’s maintain like the soul train
and keep it movin’ together, i’m sayin’
i’m sayin’, open the door, let me in
teach us all, preach ya sins
turn the cheek, let it slide
give me five on the black hand side
the black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh
(give me five, bro, give me five)
the black hand side
black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh
(give me five, bro, give me five)
the black hand side
give me five, bro, give me five
give me five, bro, give me five
give me five, bro, give me five
give me five, bro, give me five
did you know that the government
federal, state and city, appropriate money
for prisons based off the number of students
that fail fourth grade exams?
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