Beat Street Breakdown, Raah!
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Hip Hop!
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Beat Street
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The king of the beat
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You see him rocking that beat from across the street
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And Huh Huh!
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Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can’t let the Streets beat you!
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Well a picture can express a thousand words to describe all the beauty of life you give
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And if the world was yours to do over, I know you’d paint a better place to live
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Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony
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And where murals stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are able to see, Ha!
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I never knew art til I saw your face and there’ll never be one to take your place
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‘Cause each and every time you touch the spray paint can
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Michelangelo’s soul controls your hand
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Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head
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Crescendo of colours hang in tune, Man why oh why d’ya have to die so soon?
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Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, where the good die young it’s all thy must
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‘Cause as life must live, death must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh!
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The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the beautiful lady that you left behind
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In love and alone, but now you’re dead, and she still can’t get you out of her head, Huh!
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More tears fall for all you’ve done, trying to be a good father to your only son
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But now who’s gonna make sure that he’s fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead?
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Tell me who’s gonna dream the impossible dream of the beautiful cities in the islands genes?
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When your works of art brought into being all that the ghetto stopped you from seeing
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Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the streets, abandoned buildings, bricks of concrete
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The ladies on the corner are selling their bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party
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I’m hanging out tough, rocking late at night, running wild in the town of the neon light
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You either play some ball or stand in the hall Huh!
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You gotta make something outta nothing at all
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I’m sitting in the classroom learning the rules and it says you can’t do graffiti in school
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They can’t be wrong in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a brick wall
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The heart of a lion and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than me
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You’re the soul of the brother who won’t come back
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Who died in my arms on the railroad track
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‘Cause I’m caught in the rat race, looking for my own space
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There’s gotta be a better place for you and me
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There’s pie in the sky, and an eye for an eye
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Some people gotta die just to be free
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You search for justice and what do you find?
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You find just us on the unemployment line
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You find just us sweating from dawn to dusk
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There’s no justice, there’s Huh, just us, Ha!
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Still life urban masterpiece, your trademark was written on trains and walls
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A million dollar gift only God released, and yet you got killed for nothing at all
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So after this there’ll be no more hard times, no more bad times and no more pain
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No more chump change, none of that bull
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Just movies, museums and the hall of fame
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So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let’s take it to the top where we belong
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‘Cause the age of the Beat Street wave is here
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Everybody let’s sing along, now c’mon, say ‘Ho!’ (‘Ho!’), Say ‘Ho!’ (‘Ho!’)
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And to let me know I’m rocking the microphone everybody say ‘Ramo!’ (‘Ramo!’)
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‘Ramo!’ (‘Ramo!’)
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Raah!
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A newspaper burns in the sand, and the headlines say ‘Man destroys Man!’
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Extra! Extra! Read all the bad news on the war for peace that everybody would lose
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The rise and fall, the last great empire, the sound of the whole world caught on fire
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The ruthless struggle, the desperate gamble
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The game that left the whole world in shambles
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The cheats, the lies, the alibis
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And the foolish attempt to conquer the skies
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Lost in space, and what is it worth, huh?
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The president just forgot about Earth
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Spending multi billions, and maybe even trillions
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The cost of weapons ran into zillions
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There’s gold in the street, and diamonds under feet
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And the children in Africa don’t even eat
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| Flies on their faces, |
