[Intro: Umar Bin Hassan]
This is a story, Sad but true
When the land of the blacks became very blue

[Verse 1: SmCity]
How the fuck do you make a seed grow, with no H20
Like Cactus we adapted, you can't get close
With this prickly demeanor
N***a with all this shit that we done seen we might just get even meaner
N***as is dreamers
Mostly bout' being Arenas, instead of being a genius or even seeing a venus
Like fuck a NASA, nobody looking up to the stars
We was all just looking up to the stars that was fucking them broads
That were puffing cigars
From the land where the hustlers are gods
Where they cuffing motherfuckers man, just because
Man we dealing with the toughest odds
But if we knew better, than we'd do better
Need a new set of rules this is too set up
They let a few get up
For every Obama and Hov, every prominent role
There's a hundred thousand anonymous souls
Thats bare foot, in the hot sand
Seeing mirages, how many n***as you know dreaming of being an artist?
Probably gon' end up sitting there retrieving the garbage
Tell me you n***as don't see these mirages
He thinking that he gon' play for the chargers
And he probably gon' end facing some charges
Man I'm staring in the faces of the martyrs
On these posters on my wall, man I'm supposed to warn em' all
Man yall supposed to wanna ball
Man they'd rather have you n***as in paris
Than back home with your brothers so you n***as can share it
Yeah, And if you said it, then n***as would hear it
Then, they would repeat it cause' n***as is parrots
Yo! Yall the closest thing to a lot of these n***as's parents
In this n***a sahara
[Verse 2: Umar Bin Hassan]
The fall from the pyramid into the projects
The same old subjects became the same old objects
With one eye open and one eye closed
That word n***a became super imposed
A child born here, a child over there
Some born dark, some born fair
Some born to lead, some born to die

[Verse 3: SmCity]
Watching my brother walk over the sand dunes
He done lost his mind, he thinking its Cancun
He don't understand that this land is his doom
That this sand is his tomb
Shit, hallucinating like this man is on shrooms'
Seeing these bad bitches dance in a lagoon
While I'm grabbing him, shaking him, screaming to think harder
He's in his sand castle, thinking he's King Arthur
Hands full of sand, thinking he's drinking water from a stream
He's caught in between the awfullest scene and the awesomest' dream
This shit sad, n***a started to scream
I drop a tear for him, the first water that Iv'e seen
Hit the ground like a raindrop and started to steam
I don't wanna' leave him, when I try it hurts
But if I stay here with this n***a I'ma' die of thirst
There's an oasis, I'm just trying to search
For its location, we all racing to find it first
Try to declare it home
Will we share it or only take care of our own
And let the rest of our brothers just perish alone
This the burden that a n***a gotta' bear on the throne
[Verse 4: Abiodun Oyewole]
N***a Check! N***a Check!
Why don't you try and be a brother and put the n***a in check
Try to build something up instead of creating a wreck
Recognize we need each other and we shouldn't have to fight
Stop thinking its all about you and with each other lets unite
The land is dry but we've got juice
We'll never die and were the proof
Our soul's what fertilizes earth
We are the brilliant black truth from the beginning of all birth
Take the wasteland and make it fertile
We've got this magic to make it sow, lets help each other over these hurtles
Its the only way that we can grow
N***a check
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