Where We Live (Brooklyn)
Saga & Thelonious Martin
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I woke up in the morning
To the sound of it pouring
I tried to go to sleep again
But there was no ignoring
The storm that was forming
The world still warring
The pimps still pimping
And whores still whoring
Wages declining
Inflation is soaring
Saw the scoreboard
The eerie calm's not reassuring
My gut of global warming
Take heed to the warning
A slut shaking her ass
Got them little girls adoring
Embarrassing
No god, hot rods or fashion
They made it through the metrosexual
He's such a sassy man
Sabotage
Mastered the mirage
On the outside looking in
Want to lock him still at large
Life been really hard
I like her like DeBarge
Keep God inside my heart
So I don't need an entourage
Stay playing them cards
Sex and espionage
Found him dead in a rented car
Inside his garage
We live in Brooklyn baby
We're trying to make it baby
We live in Brooklyn baby
We're trying to make it baby
I woke up in the morning
To the sound of it pouring
I tried to go to sleep again
But there was no ignoring
Necessities, commodities
And no more camaraderie
They asking what it is
They made a business out of poverty
And human misery
Where your potential is their property
Entitlement to ownership
In plain words it's robbery
Knowledge by itself corrupts
The power they're demanding
But bring a higher standard
With wisdom and understanding
Culture shock
Vultures flock
Think you got the game on lock
Something of the aftermath
Ask them where the bodies at
Inside an ambulance
Holding another disadvantaged kid
To an early grave
That could have been the people's champion
Overdose, gun shot
I wonder what the damage is
I hear a woman screaming on the third floor
Can't be him
Broken hearts
Finding guilt where the silence is
Mothers losing children
That'll show you what a monster is