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Checkout Black by Shanara The MouthPeace.
Checkout praise song by #ycafam Nathaniel Marshall
Intricate by Cuoy "You-C" Harmon
[Verse 1:]
A wise man once told me, “speak with authority.”
And let your words paint a real picture, of vivid imagery.
Imagine me, sitting on the world in a lazy-boy.
With my feet elevated, kicked back as I spray the world.
Not with bullets, but love that’s understood.
And if you hate me, I wouldn’t curse you with the spirit of the hood.
Instead I’d go about my day, and figure out a new route.
Of getting paid, and maybe, raise a seed, like a new sprout.
Wonderful lifestyle, that’s if you’re living life right.
I’m bright, like street lights in the middle of the night life.
Or maybe like a mixed girl, who’s ass is big as a Wilson.
Looking like a camel or giraffe, with intentions to get some.
Light responses to negative situations.
When I was young I was dumb, only thinking of Playstations.
But life is not a game, as I sit back and watch the news.
Another black youth was killed right after school.
They tell me if I make it to see 21, I’m a blessed man.
I pray to live the longest of lives ever.
I’m not a gangster, so don’t approach me as such.
I’m just a young kid with deep intricate thoughts
[Verse 2:]
What if Hadiya hadn’t ran, would she be breathing.
If Trayvon wasn’t hungry, would he still be leaving.
So these niggas claim 300, and your BDK.
He tried to get away, but they must be maids from the way they sprayed.
A nigga drops your set, and then you grab a gun.
What happened to one-on-one, uses your fists instead of run.
But that’s the hypocrisy of our democracy.
But democracy is a mockery of the way you living life.
Have a family instead of strife.
Now that’s intricate enough.
And I don’t have to smoke a swisher for you to know my responses are blunt.
Tough titty, sucking on mother nature for nourishment.
Live a full life, with money left for your retirement.
Invest in something smarter than the time that your wasting.
I put these words together, with the time that I’m pasting.
Be prepared for the new world syndicate.
Now you tell me, if I was really being intricate.
Checkout #YCAFAM Raych Jackson's poem 8 year old boy sees a black man in a suit.
For ten weeks, YCA collaborated with Redmoon Theater and The Chicago Bucket Boys to put on "Night Out In The Parks" a series of hip-hop, theater, music infused performances for the free at park districts across the city. Checkout some of the images from Sherman Park
Da #YCAFAM Chano, Mickalas Cage and Vic Mensa.
#YCAFAM Nico Segal with the visuals for New Bisnesss. Let us know what you think.
Central HOOD Story - Lawrence
I Attend C.H.S
Yes Yes
"Education Is The Key to Success"
Right ?
Is This Why I Jump Past Angry Sicko Mobbs And Click, Klans, And Gangs
Into A School Full Of The Same Thing
Why Do I Have To Be A Savage Of A Student ?
Why Can't My Pen Be My Only Weapon ?
Instead I Gotta Tote A Forty Cal So A Youngin Don't Be Lacking
Why Does This Have To Happen ?
How Many Times Does This Happen ?
take A Few Seconds To Breathe . .
Think
And Listen
BANG !
BANG !
BANG !
I Know You Just Heard It Happen Three More Times
Rest In Peace Vonta
Even The Devil Still Wants You To Be Alive
But See These Demons Are Running Around Unchained Are Not Even Ashamed
That They Bullets Don't Got Names
Even Though Some Of Them Do
Yeah Yeah
You Ain't Even Know It
I'm From The Hood Where Niggas Slumping
Gotta Weapon
Better Bust It
Believe It
Or Not ...
The Hood Is A School
That Thug Is A Scholar
A Student Of Honors
Just Look How Easy He Grips Does Mathematics And Send Some Equations Through Some Mentals
That Teach Nine Plus The Master Eleven
Multiply Bodies
Everybody's Dropping
DRILLINOIS !
DRILLINIOS !
It's A Bird
It's A Plane
NO !
The Chi-I Attend C.H.S
Yes Yes
"Education Is The Key to Success"
Right ?
Is This Why I Jump Past Angry Sicko Mobbs And Click, Klans, And Gangs
Into A School Full Of The Same Thing
Why Do I Have To Be A Savage Of A Student ?
Why Can't My Pen Be My Only Weapon ?
Instead I Gotta Tote A Forty Cal So A Youngin Don't Be Lacking
Why Does This Have To Happen ?
How Many Times Does This Happen ?
take A Few Seconds To Breathe . .
Think
And Listen
BANG !
BANG !
BANG !
I Know You Just Heard It Happen Three More Times
Rest In Peace Vonta
Even The Devil Still Wants You To Be Alive
But See These Demons Are Running Around Unchained Are Not Even Ashamed
That They Bullets Don't Got Names
Even Though Some Of Them Do
Yeah Yeah
You Ain't Even Know It
I'm From The Hood Where Niggas Slumping
Gotta Weapon
Better Bust It
Believe It
Or Not ...
The Hood Is A School
That Thug Is A Scholar
A Student Of Honors
Just Look How Easy He Grips Does Mathematics And Send Some Equations Through Some Mentals
That Teach Nine Plus The Master Eleven
Mutiplys Bodies
Everybodys Dropping
DRILLINOIS !
DRILLINIOS !
It's A Bird
It's A Plane
NO !
The Chi-raqians Are Overcrowding The Heavens
This Is C.H.S
Central High School Is Where You Learn All Your Life Lessons
I Know The Struggle
The Struggle Makes You Stronger
I Am Just So Tired Of Bench Pressing Chicago Streets
Hoods Like Stoney And Laramie
I Give So Much Respect To Melba Pattillo
Those People Tried To Lynch Her And All Of The Brown Kids Because They Wanted To Use Their Knowledge
True
Racism Is No Longer Open Here
I Don't Even Care
I Live A Central HOOD Story
I Go To Central High School
And..
People Are Still Trying To Kill Me
MY PEOPLE Are still Trying To Kill Me Are Overcrowding The Heavens
This Is C.H.S
Central High School Is Where You Learn All Your Life Lessons
I Know The Struggle
The Struggle Makes You Stronger
I Am Just So Tired Of Bench Pressing Chicago Streets
Hoods Like Stoney And Laramie
I Give So Much Respect To Melba Pattillo
Those People Tried To Lynch Her And All Of The Brown Kids Because They Wanted To Use Their Knowledge
True
Racism Is No Longer Open Here
I Don't Even Care
I Live A Central HOOD Story
I Go To Central High School
And..
People Are Still Trying To Kill Me
MY PEOPLE Are still Trying To Kill Me