Young Apollo - X lyrics

[Intro: Young Apollo] It seems We dien to live Living just to die Corners on the block Always occupied We hear gunshots Someone ask We lie We used to fight for our rights We fight to survive My god I heard a shot in the dark My god They just took Huey's heart Oh Allah It seems they took Malcolm's Life My God Jesus Christ Even MLK died Dream shoota's I call 'em dream shoota's Pac died, biggie died huh Pac died, Pac died for me to live huh [Verse 1: Young Apollo] Who am I Just a young negro Don Joven More than just a yellow n***a Tales of a lost winner The mind of a lost sinner Conscious seeking knowledge So I had to Read between the lines I was told Peace is for the birds Cuzz our kids seem to go to graves Faster than they can learn We see minority lives While they see d** strive In the neighborhoods Where neighbor's wear hoods Cuzz they want to hide They said our future was cursed And whats worse They dig a whole first But we rose Like roses from the dirt God gave us the light and love And all they do is drag us in the mud [Hook:] Dream shoota I call 'em dream shoota Dream shoota And on One one one one one one one We gone show 'em what we become Come come come come become What we become [Verse 2: Young Apollo] They tell me that its peace out here Theres no reason to fight But the only pieces I see Are black and chrome God told me to see the good up in the bad But all I see is selfish people Still fighting for they own They still k** in the middle east Bloody rivers Bloody sand They still k** the streets Bloody concrete Can't you see the same picture Same demons Same angles Look up in the mirror Realize what your face is We all the same And they still care what a race is How can we change the world If we can't change ourselves How can we teach the youth If we can't teach ourselves It seems that they made you hate yourself But I'm'a show you how to change [Hook:] [Verse 3: Young Apollo] Where the change at Weren't we doing better than that Where is pac Where my revolutionary acts If I had that juice Would they give a chance to listen We all slaves now Slaved by the system (and they say) Do blacks care for they own people k** each other over color Now That just make it easier Took Fred Took Trayvon Took Mike and Sandra For us to ask a question But still not get an answer Seems our modern day heroes Now drowning in activist Purple rivers Purple rain Purple longs Purple stains Perfect pills Imperfect mind Imperfect people Imperfect times Gods children Gods children violent now Can we change Is there rules in place To keep us stuck in our ways Are we just victims To things we did to maintain How can we change They mind state Impact they lives way Better than the sh** That I say Tell me how can we grow If they fingers Won't ever allow us to Tell me god why I gotta know pain By seeing But they can't see it too Please Wake me up If its all a nightmare Please Or will it take a bullet To see Peace