Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

I Lyrics - There's A Poison Goin' On - Public Enemy

I came from a place I forgot 

I woke up in a parking lot 

Far from a meal and a cot 

On the corner 

 

Where all the streets got the same name 

Maybe my brains on the brink of insane 

Pain between the papers while sleepin' on the train 

This the land of milk and honey 

Know what I'm sayin' 

 

The invisible man times three black, down and out 

Out standing on a corner no doubt 

Now a nation of homeless sleepin' in bus stations 

Another win for the pilgrims who said no more Haitians 

 

As I proceed someone to feed me is what I need 

Through three blocks of dealers tryin to hit me off wit weed 

Avenue and boulevard hungry as a motherfucka 

Hope to get a ride from a trucker 

Everybody know I aint no sucker 

Everyone used to drop 30 at the rucker 

 

Away from crazy kids in generation wrecked 

Dissin' pyramids while praisin' projects 

Walk past old folks gettin' no respect 

Callin' young folks a bunch a no good rejects and I walk on 

 

An eye for an eye I cant recognize the man in the mirror 

Is it I, it is I now who this cat I'm lookin' at 

'Cause I've been waiting so long to get where I'm goin' 

An for an eye in this country tis of thee 

Now how the hell can I be free 

Who this cat I'm lookin' at 

'Cause I been lost so long without anybody knowin' 

 

So I move on and I walk on 

Past the preachers and the pimps gettin' their talk on 

Now why do home gotta be where the negative roam 

To be or not to be so I roll alone 

I'm trapped within this skin and these bones 

Temporary kings on cellular phones 

 

Can I last as I walk past 

Cigarette billboards and malt liquor ads 

Walkin' on broken bottles and potato chip bags 

Everyone I see got the nerve to brag 

 

Where they from what they got and dont own squat 

Disrespect where they from and ya might get shot 

Zombies askin' me what the latest bomb be 

Should shot the fuckin' sheriff and the fuckin' deputy 

For okay in the drug trade and lettin' it be 

But I know prison for me is an industry so I walk 

 

I heard the best things in life be free 

Didnt god make the land the air we breathe 

Not for the homeless dont give a damn about me 

In the mirror somebody else is starin' at me 

 

Maybe prison is the skin I'm within 

All this time I been sufferin' cant fix it wit a bufferin' 

Plus they said I'll never work in this town again 

Damn so I keep on walkin' 

 

An eye for an eye, I cant recognize the man in the mirror 

Is it I, it is I now who this cat I'm lookin' at 

'Cause I've been waiting so long to get where I'm goin' 

An for an eye in this country tis of thee 

Now how the hell can I be free 

Who this cat I'm lookin' at 

'Cause I been lost so long without anybody knowin' 

 

Li'l day day is big day and just did time 

Seen him standin' on the unemployment line 

Which collided wit the line of the health clinic 

I seen crazy Stacy her ass standin' up in it 

 

No more welfare cut her Medicaid 

Damn my mama used to do her braids 

I keep walkin so they dont see me 

But I doubt if they doin' any better than me 

 

So I walk on never take the planet for granted 

I paved the concrete, asphalt and granite 

I walk past 3 brothers sittin' on the porch 

Wit a yard of dirt and littered wit Newports 

 

Talkin' how they comin' up while they sittin' on their ass 

As I walk past em I'm a target of their laughs 

And one said lets get 'em for his fuckin' stash 

As I walked fast past the other yards wit grass 

Had a li'l cash tried to make it last 

 

From a few deals I made from cleanin' windshields 

I ran like a rally they caught me in an alley 

Cant get out the ghetto from New York to Cali 

I thought I had nuthin' till I felt the knife 

And now I aint even got a life 

Writer:

Copyright: Reach Music Publishing

Are you remember?



Pana

Artist: Zucchero