Latin Alliance - Know What I'm Sayin'? lyrics

As we venture off into the depths of street knowledge We trip over grotesque facts that can't be ignored We'll met reality face to face And we'll move right along into the realisms with four short story Know what I'm saying A child is born but he was totally innocent Hooked on d** because his mother was ignorant Chances are that the child will be failing His mother's addicted, the poor child's ailing Times are tough near the turn of the century Home for Pops is state penitentiary Weighs two pounds, he's a c**aine baby Will he survive, hm, maybe He beats the odds and he grows up fast But he's scarred by the reality of his past He's lost, confused, with no sense of direction His future's face has a bad complexion He's using to race with the hands of time Before he turns to a life of crime He had no chance born trapped and a slave Now he's in his grave Know what I'm saying Forget the modest circumstance Know what I'm saying He tried to be brave Know what I'm saying Never really had a change Know what I'm saying And now he's in his grave A small town girl wanted wealth and fame so bad She would disgrace her family's name Fast cars, diamonds and furs were her ultimate goal But all she had to give was her body and soul She bought a one-way ticket to the city of dreams To get used and abused in a rich man's scheme She was bound to make it big no matter what the cost But little did she know that her life was lost I still feel bad for poor little Lisa Who never understood what her mind's tryin to teach her She meant no harm and wasn't malicious Just young and naive and overambitious Her life is filled with pain and corruption And Lisa's headed for self destruction Getting skieved every night she feels dirt cheap Now she cries herself to sleep Know what I'm saying Tighten these skirts and high heel pumps Know what I'm saying And now you're living the life of sin Know what I'm saying Cheap motels and sleazy tubs Know what I'm saying Now children place you gran haha You wanna hang with the gang and bang and pop slang I'm trying to tell you, son, that ain't no thing You see, k**ing up the trouble for gold don't mean a damn thing Don't try to play high post if you can't swing Get an education and stop wasting your time And I'm sure that you will find that a mind is a wonderful thing that you might waste So grab a piece of the pie and get my taste The finer things in life are benediction or blessing Forget the friction Negative lifestyles bring bad memories So don't be enemies Know what I'm saying Dead vines takes its toll Know what I'm saying And I know that it's not going away Know what I'm saying Does the devil got your soul Know what I'm saying Yes sure have it's that haha It doesn't matter if your color's a red or blue So listen up little brothers cause I am talking to you From the streets of New York all the way to Los Angeles Brothers k**ing each others I can't handle this Mothers suffering, politicians smiling Brothers in the ghetto keep wilding I try to understand but they lose me When they k** each other off with the Uzi gun Who's the victim Aiyo city ol Ray man That's how it is in the streets Eh holmes Tell em, that sh**, tell em Yeah, you know what I'm saying, son, you gotta get a serious life, you know what I'm saying I know what you're saying ??? got it good And that's why the Latin Alliance formed It is an alliance of Latins To spread peace and unity through the community haha We're on the mission but we're not done yet You know what I'm saying