inner city prophets - 90 proof (usa) lyrics
[verse 1]
yo, on the streets, there’s a chick named coach, she used to show out shootin’ the rock on the coast with the rope
stuck between her lips and the lye was still lit
she maintained playin’ the game wide, inhalin’ it
no doubt, shawty was raw, one of the rawest i saw
but had a flaw, when life got tough, she started snuffin’ and had a fall
the powder used to make her nauseous
one time she took a sniff and threw up on the couches
this chick was sick within inside, used the birds
but she used them same lines just to quench her thirst, yo
she chose to stick with it, situations got worse
so she turned to some council that was light in her purse
she be the rock of ages, ghetto native with many faces
controllin’ your soul when she embraces through different stages
she’d take your mind, hard to define
this essence was manifested, leavin’ her in all the shine
she’s divine with this power, quick to devour
luciano [?], more bottles down, twenty*four hours a day
livin’ a foul way for the cheddar
things ain’t gettin’ no better ’cause she continued to sweat her
her name was crack, contact suburban and urban kane
stayin’ in her brain with name branded in the vein
feelin’ ashamed, runnin’ from life, couldn’t knock it like the pity
i saw it comin’ like a prophet, here in inner city
[chorus]
cash rules, put it in your pocket
hustle, don’t knock it, the inner city prophets
life so, don’t try to stop it
everybody’s watchin’ the inner city prophets
pay dues, this is how we got
the inner city prophets, this is how we rock it
life so, don’t try to stop it
everybody’s watchin’ the inner city prophets
[verse 2]
the inner city remains status*wise unchanged
and future change scenes faint
my eyes are keen, bringin’ me visions of ways to make cream
under three conditions, efficient wisdom with mad consistence
but all of that makes me that persistent
got with that b*tch named resistance, i f*cked her ’til she lost her senses
relentless, best describin’ my platoon for like infinite
servin’ [?] way, [?] limits of these premises
my thoughts buckwild as a promiscuous
and gated trees escape the city, this just continues
i’m feelin’ itty, but slow up, that b*tch is sensual
her l*st has dealt me, a profile screamin’, ”i’m wealthy”
offended fumes have consumed my destiny with doom
laced in cabana green, her name was benji
she had her zone, went out flashy with that sh*t could spend me
but i choose to vacate without a trace of my intense be
to pull a ghost move, i can’t wait, the rap is cumbersome
[chorus]
cash rules, put it in your pocket
hustle, don’t knock it, the inner city prophets
life so, don’t try to stop it
everybody’s watchin’ the inner city prophets
pay dues, this is how we got
the inner city prophets, this is how we rock it
life so, don’t try to stop it
everybody’s watchin’ the inner city prophets
[verse 3]
i l!cked a pop in the sky, saw lightnin’ strike
i thought it was god bringin’ an end to all my stress and strife
but it was just lightnin’, so i guess this is about the rain
so on goes the battle with the stress and pain, gainin’
maintainin’ is a two*way street
either you strive and survive or lay dead in defeat
my conscious won’t allow me to give up so easily
no, that’ll be the end of me, you know a lot of atrocity
velocity, frequencies, challenges that be programmed
dismantled intellect with the new world program
disorder causes slaughter everyday in my streets
so come and face the victory, the agony, defeat
elite team, universal wet your dispersal
no need to check the station, interruptin’ your commercially
saturated hero, pullin’ a de niro
cuban gold link with the head of a pharoah
shinin’, shinin’, burnin’ up the mind and
video hoes up the billboards climbin’
timin’ is essential, parental guidance needed
this bullsh*t sell us, so it’s time that i deleted
with the vocal acrobatics, automatic with the static
livin’ in these last days, things are movin’ kinda rapid
so i’m mappin’ out a plan, only few can understand
masterminded techniques, the original man, understand?
[chorus]
cash rules, put it in your pocket
hustle, don’t knock it, the inner city prophets
life so, don’t try to stop it
everybody’s watchin’ the inner city prophets
pay dues, this is how we got
the inner city prophets, this is how we rock it
life so, don’t try to stop it
everybody’s watchin’ the inner city prophets
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