Back in the day-!

New regime of this hip hop
“Who’s that!?”
An ill machine I can’t and I won’t stop
“Fall back!”
The type of guy brotha-you knowwwwwwwww-
“ talk that!”
I ain’t no wannabe ball player, I’m all player ,you been starting problems hoping that I’ll resolve - that,

Close your eyes, baby, open your mind,
What do you see?
The fact there’s never been another brotha smoother than me?
“ uh….no!”
Oh maybe that’s a little bit exaggerated but i feel like you ain’t one to not have seen the creative,
I’m glad I made you smile now I’m glad I was patient.
But moving on,getting back to the times,
To a place where a dollar got a basket of fries, we used to get together every once in a while,
But currently you’ll get unalived for cracking a Smile.
If Martin Luther king can tell us he had a dream?
Why can’t I explain the things I been seeing - in my mind?

[Bridge]
I still see colors in a world turned gray,
Still hear melodies in the gunshot spray.
They told me dreamin’ would only lead to pain—
But I still dream anyway…

[Hook]
So let me talk, let me breathe,
Let me paint what I see—
Even if this world don’t believe in a brotha like me.
Let me rise, let me fall,
Let me break, let me call—
On a higher power just to walk through it all.

‘Cause I got visions they don’t wanna hear,
And a voice that’s still fightin’ through fear…
But I’ma speak it, I’ma bleed it, I’ma hold that line
If Martin had a dream, then I can have mine.

90’s hip hop