Shallow Days

I'll just keep movin' on

Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on

I'll just keep movin' on

Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on

Time and time, a brother asks why

The rhyme is not laced with a gangster touch

I said, "Simply because I don't live that way"

We're still kickin', them rhymes is rugged and rough

But that won't sell 'cause you gotta keep it real

So that we can feel where you're comin' from

Because these streets is ill

So if you ain't killin' **** in rhymes

Your whole sound's just bubble gum

I said, "I won't contribute to genocide

I'd rather try to cultivate the inside

And try to evolve the frustrated ghetto mind

The Devil and his army never been a friend of mine"

"But **** don't wanna hear that shit"

Said the brother who was obviously totally misled

And yelled out, "Murder, murder, kill, murder"

Instilled in the influential parts of our kids' heads

Shallow days

You never wanna let a brother be a brother

Fully inner to the outer caught up

In all them hollow nights

You can't escape 'cause everywhere that I look

People frontin', and it just ain't right

Shallow days

You never wanna let a brother be a brother

Fully inner to the outer caught up

In all them hollow nights

You can't escape 'cause everywhere that I look

People frontin', and it just ain't right

I said, "Don't you know the powers that be

Are usin' people as pawns, devourin' we

Until they see us all gone and outta the scene?"

And as I passed the chronic, he said, "Look at where I be

I tried to get a job for real

But all the homies hit licks and rob and steal

And keep fat pockets, caught in a rut to catch ground

This way's in, plus who could you trust?"

I said, "I'm all about protectin' mine

But neglected minds be gettin' left behind

Why don't you change your environment?"

He said, "This is all I know

Plus my fam's all that I got, I can't go"

I said, "You gotta make it for the fam"

"Damn," he said, "I didn't make the ghetto

The ghetto made the man"

I said, "You're more than just that"

Shook his hand, said, "Damn

We gotta find a way to break the Devil's master plan, peace"

Shallow days

You never wanna let a brother be a brother

Fully inner to the outer caught up

In all them hollow nights

You can't escape 'cause everywhere that I look

People frontin', and it just ain't right

Shallow days

You never wanna let a brother be a brother

Fully inner to the outer caught up

In all them hollow nights

You can't escape 'cause everywhere that I look

People frontin', and it just ain't right

The word peace is just an expression

Used to say bye when it's time to jet

And them red, black, and green medallions

Was all just part of the trend, I guess

Hardly ever see them around brothers' necks no more

Instead of that, gold gats inspirin' gangsters and macks

Who at the young age of four

Be seein' more drama than war veterans

Instead of learnin' God's laws

And hip-hop is our voice so we enlist that

To express how we be feelin' about this and that

But music does reflect life

And kids look up to what you're portrayin'

And mimic what you act like

It's time for a new day

An era in rap, conscious styles

Makin' them aware of the happenings

But the ears seem more steered towards self-annihilation

So then they might laugh and write this off

Like I'm out here just blowin' wind

Maybe label us soft or unreal

Something they can't feel, while they keep yellin'

"Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill"

I'll just keep movin' on

Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on

I'll just keep movin' on

Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on

Shallow days, hollow nights

Shallow days, hollow nights

Shallow days, hollow nights

Shallow days, hollow nights

Shallow days, hollow nights

Shallow days, hollow nights

Shallow days, hollow nights

Shallow days, hollow nights