Do you have time for a pleasant experience?

(Who's buying the record?)
(Who's, who's buying the record?)

(The street people of New York City)

(Go, go, go, go)

Weight reduction already startin'
Like he was in a death camp ten years marchin'
On and on, workin' for the masters
Scratchin' like a dog for the rock you're after
Beggin' like a beggar, stealin' like a thief
Not takin' one minute to get a bite to eat
I remember when they used to call you chill
If somebody said you basin', you bang 'em in the grill
Not one year later, it is a trip
You're so goddamn smart, you couldn't raise a fist
Just the other night while I was sippin' on Bacardi
Had to stop and throw up 'cause I was thinkin' 'bout your body
Used to be my homeboy, used to be a lotta things
Now you're a slave to your grave and crash and hit
To think it all happened in just one hit
Tryna cop a buzz from the crazy shit
You can't cope without your dope now, that's all that it is
But to the pusher, it's your soul 'cause your soul is his
Walkin' like a zombie, don't even know your mommy
Best friend is the rock, but then the rock is the biz
Think about it
Well, is it clear, clear? It's clear?
Yeah, yeah, it's back and it's clear
Until you go with the flow and cop another hit

All you feel is...

Radical is what they call me, I am bein'
Some brothers are blind because they cannot see in
The meaning of the stories I tell
They fight each other like dogs, pretendin' things are swell
The crack spot is real hot, but don't you call it hip-hop
No pain, no gain, another hit, no brain
Then you're addicted and afflicted by the crazy thing
We need peace on a higher level
Huffin' and puffin', God's gift gone bad
If it's a sign of the times, then the times are mad
The neighborhood park is just a haven for thugs
I got to laugh when I hear it - war on drugs?
Sometimes I even think about the virgin birth
First strike capability and who'll strike first
The kiss of the reaper seems sweet to the blind
No state involved, just state of mind

In your state, you're...

Dynamic