Narrows [Demo Version]

Drop it
Hey
Ugh

Try to crack
And some will react
Vocal snap so trap
I counteract
Those who try to subdue
The truth
Lose their condition
Were labelled inactive
Being 91
The twentieth century
Brooklyn is a magnum in the bottle of kerosine
Flame ignites into the black
Sending fright
Thought you could read minds
And words and insight
Backin' the explosion on stage
Guns fear
Frances Fanon
Presence of war
Using my brain
Until the power is obtained
Using my strength to gain
A struggle for rage
But I
Choose another tune to uplift
Yeah, you know my anger is a gift
A gift to expect the test we all must face
Ah
Out my face

Release the reason
Allow the pain
The actors change
But the plays the same
C'mon

In the narrows
In the narrows
In the narrows

Some are the holders of power
But the style will lack ten shower
Trying to like brothers about the structure itself
Pay only motivates and creates more hate
State to state
I set it straight
And investigate
Debate, while taking funky lessons
At the oppression I react with aggression
Yo, my section after section
No need for repressing
Just take a mic
And a rap another session
No need for guessing, yeah
And that shit that your stressin'

Release the reason
Allow the pain
The actors change
But the plays the same

Release the reason
Allow the pain
The actors change
But the plays the same
C'mon

In the narrows
In the narrows
In the narrows

Ugh!

Ugh!

I'm on the mic
Stepping up to sucka's
While were drumming out the style
And I do it with a smile
When I put punks on trial
Taking 'em back again
Yeah the name of the comprehender
The style I drop is going on and on
To the punks to recognize the style
And realize
That I'm not no punk kid
Just stepping up on the mic, yeah

Ugh!
In the narrows

In the narrows
In the narrows
In the narrows

Ugh!