This aint the morning....that's the sun going down. This is the beauty before the beast. Wondering who's gonna be Belle tonight. Man I live in the hood hope there aint another Sean Bell tonight. Cops suppose to be ya friend, that aint no friend of me. More like an enemy. Oh I'm wrong, well then call em my frenemy....word to Jimmy. I swear yall don't understand the young black man's plight. I been stopped wearing baggy jeans. But now the thugs wear em tight....I still aint ight. Even the ones with the glasses only see one brother. And it aint just them, I heard some ol heads talking down on us too....word to mother. Speaking this and that about our generation...like we aint the future they the ones we replacing. Want credit but don't wanna give respect and vice-versa. Your lessons are our lessons and remember....vice-versa. Your pride done aged into a mule......jackass. Am I trying to be funny? Why ask? Bet you thinking I'm a smart ass.....You're right. But I'm so much more than that if you got to know me. I'm creative..funny..and can do anything if you just show me. We don't have to run these parallel lines across from each other. Ill turn right here, if you could turn left for a brother. Not look down but uplift your lil brother. Think about how proud we'll make our mother. Whoever that may be....but the point is we're family. Don't blood run through your veins like mine. You blink like I do....two of the same kind. They say is love is love and that's real with no signed paper. I'm living Generation Now....we fell in love with our neighbors.
..pic by blakcars
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