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Andre Hustace

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Was meant to be since back when Herc was spinning records
As the underground connected
And the Get Down was elected as rhythmic combatant of our oppression
Starting piecing up as the war was digressing
This direction we on course had spawned in '73
We learned to rhyme by spinning stories on competitive beats
These blocks was hot so it was cool to have a vent for the streets
Niggas tired in the city cuz that shit never sleeps
No Sugar Hill just dirt ditches only thing cement would ever grow is weeds
Fast Mecca, is we ever gon' eat?
The culture hungry for a change would take a second to see
While upstate Marva Daniel teaching Elementary
That's before she had my mom or thoughts of mentioning me
We proceed mom growing up to Rev and MC, eventually it got Tricky
Grandmas student shot dead in the streets
Many people in Buffalo would end up resting in peace
Put them children in athletics even set up a league
In his memory for hopes to grow up better than he
Our hands get dirty for that white picket fence in them trees
Another brother killed in search of the American Dream

My pops the first kid in Queens with that NWA
And Pac had just linked up with Shock when he moved Back to the Bay
School an hour way in Austin drinking lean when Screw was popping
And his pops was live in Oakland way back when them feds was watching
Newton and them Malcom X adoptions
They kill our leaders now we looking at Hip Hop for profit
Good and evil, so the cultures being cut for losses
Now Hov has dropped the same year my parents met in college
Things have changed said Mr. Wallace, not a single thing bout rap modest
Guess we doing what the system taught us
Work for you, ain't bout community go ditch them projects
Chase these objects, raid and conquer
Plant commercial phonies so the game is what us natives robbed of
Don't disobey the margin
Ain't no safe deposits, changed the combinations
So we slaving tryna rake these dollars
Lay the carpets
Then rape our pockets or our bodies but 'you're famous aren't ya?'
Was once our art become a monster
In the belly of it tryna make an offer off our latest optic
It's too late the label ate our weight in losses
And they'll implicate and lock us
Now all you got is Allah,
Because them things you're promised start to fade away into familiar darkness
As Salaam Wa Alaikum, Wa Alaikum As Salaam
Can turn your back on faith, or find it in how you lay your drums
Still them struggle psalms in hopes that better days will come
Aspire to inspire my people about what ain't been done
Dre dropped in '01, I'm talking bout a different legend
Same year the Blueprint for my style debuted on 9/11
It was clear we'd taken steps into a fine direction
I'm Hip Hop 'cause since then there's been an omnipresence
Now, we gon' see who takes it the farthest
Named that school after my grandma 'cause '04 she had departed
If my mom ain't chase American Dreams from where she had started
There's a chance that cracker could've popped me in that super market

Welcome to the American Dream

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