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skyzoo - community service lyrics

[intro]
it was either do this or become a victim to the ghetto
and as typical as it sounds
its very real, you know?
a lot of friends of mine didn’t make it to see where i’m at
not because of…what we, what… because of being bad individuals
just because of generations of just harsh life in ghettos
and us not knowing… us not knowing where the light is
so we can see the light and make moves
but my mom.. cut is short, my moms is..
cause i chose the right path, i stuck with something…

i chose the right path as well, i mean…
at least it seems like i did
lеt’s get into that path

[verse 1: skyzoo]
the themе song to the wire
is suited in the dress code for my mental attire, season 4 edition
young, new to tradition
but old enough where you can say youngin’ knew the tradition
where’s g+nius when you need ’em?
new v’s and newer demons
old habits reborn pledging you allegiance
i salute you with a saint tap, i never did a maybach
but wrote for a few in the past who bought them cash
i guess we was going half
yo my ave made me look at a jeep like a ferrari
and still do, for all the unique’s that was in my lobby
raising skyler where weighing flower seeded the party
and grew up with the b+tches that’ll geek you like they’re cardi
old version, and runnin’ sh+t back is the sole purpose
my brodie only cares if the back of the stove working
too many pots, too many drops
too many nerds calling too many classics when like too many’s not
hoping all this sh+t is worth it when all of it’s said and done
but it’s based on a debate if your audience ever comes
pause and then restart still life street art
jump in where the beat starts, or learn to take a kia apart
saw the either+or’s that was all ducking police cars
who found love stamped on a pill that look like sweethearts
buyer’s market, seller’s market, all depending
find a target, sell a target on more beginnings
the same rules and all this mic check one+two, so mic check one+two
before they k!ll your lights through your sunroof
fighting for your own kind and prayin’ they applaud you
floor seat walk+throughs, audubon ballrooms
deep pockets but long arms to forewarn you
i had the auto bio on repeat like it was on clue
by any means, i speak most for the bystanders
23 and me, my breed goat, my pride panther
believe in me like you believe in you, or even more
the scenery was built for the scenic view, but seeing all
the ones who made you, co+signing and signing the ones you made
the tension get thicker than church kool+aid
and you just want a lane to make the street come alive
blast holes into the night until she bleed sunshine
on the bench with a dutch like we was chiefing with nas
and going over 5% with all the re+up guys
the irony every park is the same as long as you got a seat
my fam saw it as growth, i saw it as variety
a bed stuy+clinton hill kid with dual citizenship
and southside on the wing in the b+tch forever
peace and serenity follow through as it may
and my demeanor being 11238
the best thing outta my side since voletta and gloria kids
while tryna duck all this coroner sh+t
talk to me real
[poem interlude]
scriptures written in threads seem to hold us together
they beatbox against concrete jungle walls, stomp through yards where our brothers find god
but prayer with their hands behind their heads should have never been their introduction
swing the narrative like a pendulum
no grandfathers to clock in outdated perspectives
no more generations neglected spreading the real love that keeps us connected
now what you trying to do?
let’s plant seeds of power
we’ll never go ghosts
raise them right like black fists and afros
stay the night but this time never let go
keep me company, baby
this community service is forever
if you wasn’t ready for it then you should have never hugged the block so tight
this city said she would change your life
all you got to do is stand by, exchange calamity for unity
the story says we all gotta hold on to something, so you should hold on to the community
word

[outro: james baldwin]
no one asked me to be a writer
no, i asked for it, so you know, i can’t
i can’t really complain
no
comes with the territory

- skyzoo lyrics

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