Mark Crozer - All Black Neighborhood lyrics

[Intro: Consequence] (Come on, man!) (Come on) Yeah This what it felt like, when I grew up in New York Mike Cash, what up? [Verse 1: Consequence] I want my kids to grow up in a all black neighborhood Meanin' that nobody's in the red and the paper's good Next to doctors, lawyers, the coach for the Hoyas Maybe stockholders from Goya The block'll destroy ya', so revolve in the morgue But haters wanna see me with revolvers at my door Use the same revolvin' door that Clark Kent used A connoisseur, mostly Clark Kent shoes Still abide by the park bench rules 'Cause hoes'll put you on the bench unless you park sum'n cool Only a fool doesn't learn from they daddy lessons And turn them sh**s into caddy And dissolved apprehension was the app that I used What I put on the map will more than likely be removed Well I know you been confused about the future gettin' better If you don't sound like Future, you get future endeavors Well I'm back to the future and the view is gettin' better And now, the reviews are gettin' better Yeah, just ask Rolling Stone You either rollin' or you stoned if you think I ain't in the zone So I'm with my kids home in a all black neighborhood Maybe down the block from Meagan Good But you better make sure that that paper's good 'Cause every good girl wants a man to take her out the hood [Hook: Renee Neufville & Consequence] La-la-la-la-la-la-la So she can sing like La-la-la-la-la-la-la And we can sing like La-la-la-la-la-la-la Yeah Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Yeah Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Yeah La-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's go Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la [Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9”] Yeah, yeah, black unity, black unity I'm from the era of kangaroos and Max Juliens I attended the public school in Starter coats Swag j**elry, nothin' we never saw before Cash rulin' me, listenin' to nothin' but Harlem notes Carla gave me your number, I can't call her though My phone off at the crib, I feel sorry for Those who out here who livin' who hate to live Old people told me that this is not the place that you should raise your kids (What you tell 'em?) I said, "When I was a kid, sh**, I was raised here" Black neighborhood, carryin' this lady groceries I'm walkin' but watchin' closely, I wish a hater would Stories get told, lookin' at cold, empty courts And torn hangin' nets Where hoop dreams get deflated And ain't no place like home The only place you can go to stay and check, check To that neighborhood Community leaders bringin' gangs together for momentary moments of peace Long as you know it's for that greater good Black unity and black neighborhood I just left from the barbecue, I just ate, I'm full And now I'm ridin' around searchin' for Meagan Good And she ain't turnin' me down because my paper good Every girl around the way just tryna make it out the hood [Hook: Renee Neufville & Consequence] La-la-la-la-la-la-la So she can sing like La-la-la-la-la-la-la And we can sing like La-la-la-la-la-la-la Yeah Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Yeah Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Yeah La-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's go Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la