Lyrics:
I went back to Ohio
But my city was gone
There was no train station
There was no downtown
South Howard had disappeared
All my favorite
All my life I knew dat I would be right here (Aqui)
Envy Hatas didnt want dis day appear (They Cap'n)
20/20 nigga vision it been always clear (I see)
Definitely did take a long time
2020 been a sad year
Wasn't gon' even do this
But I think that y'all needed me after everything that been goin'
the homecoming at Howard
Hawaii to D.C., it's plenty women to see
So if yo' ass don't show up, it's more women for me, hey
(Oh yeah) the fancy cars
The women
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
stay down just to live a better way
How many blacks gotta die by the hands of another
Don't you understand that man's the same color so that man is
yours hell
Yea young nigga I know it (Main bitch)
My clique gon' fuck, she fuck you up
Yea nigga I know it (Sheesh!, sheesh)
Yo baby momma get fucked by
briefs
White boys please! Can barely believe
I walk by as they hold they skeets by the seams of they jeans
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, and run it
please be true,
In other words, I love you.
Words and Music by Bart Howard
the homecoming at Howard
Hawaii to D.C., it's plenty women to see
So if yo' ass don't show up, it's more women for me, hey
(Oh yeah) the fancy cars
The women
Can you feel it
Tension in the air
Racism
Violence everywhere
Davis, Howard Beach
Bumpers and Brawley
It appalls me
Now it's there
Really racial
birdsong in the trees
In my soulsearch for the lad who stayed
Lost in the wonder for the heart it thieved
Lyrics Copyright: John Howard 2020
You hear the boos
Your shaking in your shoes
Cause now in 2020 it's time to choose
When the votes are cast
Your bound to lose
Four more years that's
You hear the boos
Your shaking in your shoes
Cause now in 2020 it's time to choose
When the votes are cast
Your bound to lose
Four more years that's
that
It's true, was sick of 2020 need a breather
Instead of tripping off the hand I got, I get to know the dealer
Turnt up by the hand of God, more than
feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know had to hold you down for sure
You
the gangstas go dumb
Keep a bad bitch naked like my waist with no gun
Uh, I'm for real, how are you?
Got street power, from the Watts Towers to Howard U
How
bounce it, wop it wop it
Girl, move that thang like you gettin' money for college, go
Break it down like you working for your tuition at Howard
Mama,
someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch]
Can you please run by your address for me
[woman]
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch]
Can you please run by your address for me
[woman]
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
and brolic
The rims sticking out like the shoulders on Dwight Howard
You n****s ain't G's you gents and quite coward
But I'll put you higher than flight
the shores of Howard Beach
Are full of Afrikan corpses
And those that do live 2 be 18
Bumrush 2 join the Armed Forces
This so called "Home of the Brave"
Why
bounce it, wop it wop it
Girl, move that thang like you gettin' money for college, go
Break it down like you working for your tuition at Howard
Mama,
look at what
Howard Hughes did, look what David Stern did
Look what
Steve Jobs did, look what Da Vinci did
Look what Michelangelo did i have
This
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