Paradise Lost lyrics

From B-More Careful to The Chocolate City

Where not so pretty chicks often act sadity.

Tiny cats carry gats, attitudes is shitty.

In the streets they form black committees.

It`s simply the call of the wild. The young black child`s

in danger; They can`t seem to manage their anger.

Unborns is aborted with hangers

Little shorties goin` insane givin` brain to strangers.

Can`t seem to change this. The man has arranged this.

Oblivious to it all, we livin` in chambers.

No hope, my man`s grandmama sells dope.

Mad drama, the only way she knows how to cope.

Yesterday little Susi got sprayed up in kindergarten.

Now she`ll never see the first grade.

That`s real! Tell me if you feel what I say.

It`s ill when juvenilles kill to get paid.

And mothers suffer and slave to save for another grave.

That`s why they pray when their kids misbehave.

Until the day when the jakes take`em away

They gotta pay for the mistakes they made.



Chorus:

We`re in this paradise lost to sacrifice cause

It`s war and the streets show no remorse

It`s war mad drama plus more in store

They catch bodies just to keep the score...

We`re still locked in this paradise lost to sacrifice cause

It`s war and the streets show no remorse

It`s war mad drama plus more in store

They catch bodies just to keep the score! (twice)



The art of war documents crime rhyme sequels

lions & weasels Quoting signs of evil, man-kinds and peoples.

Street-Cats got nine lives to bleed through

Fiends giving brain for french-fries and needles!

Plus any challenge these minds find is lethal

They teach little kids to blame the tribes of Hebrew.

Neglected, you could say it`s lack of perspective

But I knew Gina, Ishmael has shot for a necklace!

He got knocked driving a stolen Lexus

At the same confines Po-Po infested

It`s 25 to life, a soldier`s reflection

Its old soul mirrors an unspoken death-wish!

Inmates offered a sort of protection

Until his ass got moved to the HIV-section!

Now, that`s real in these fields of sorrow

If parents misbehave, their children follow!

They squared 41 shots to kill Diallo,

And it`s 40 shots too much for me to swallow,

Let`s, build our boroughs and seal tomorrow

Sending out messages in Olde English bottles. What...



Chorus: Repeat