De La Souls

I be the new generation of slaves
Here to make papes off this land corporations rape
From that life I’m tryin' to separate
But I guess I’m livin' dreams cause my rent’s always a month late
Product of an East German Black
Who kissed the neck, of a pretty woman named Grace
But he left my life just a little too soon
Didn’t see me catch the Doomtree fame
As we go a little something like this
Look mom, no protection, now I got a baby boy by the name of Jake
And I been trying to play the cowboy to rustle in the dough
When I think I’m getting' better every passin' day
I’m not an early bird, plus the feathers' all black
So by the time I catch an apple, usually it’s rind
But it’s a must to decipher one’s girl
From the round, sweet apples that are rotten on the inside
I cherish my free time
But I maximize, so my soul needs to unwind
I wanna see the stars be the moon to my sun
(But I’m always on the run, run, run)
I’m fake to all these hard-case kids
I raise a black fist but won’t say (nigga) in the things I write
And I don’t say (faggot) cause I don’t think it’s right
I know my boy struggled with that for over half his life
I guess we got our own lives to live
But I’m stretched too thin, tryin' to build a kingdom to rule
And I think to the past sometimes
And dag man, it’s bad, see I kinda acted like a fool
But I’ve apologized to the lives that I’ve touched wrong
Pride to the back, move ahead strong
But I can safely say: I’ve never played a woman without karma catchin' up later
on
I try to walk the right side of the tracks
But I’ve hopped a couple trains, mom would cry if she knew the haps
But I can stand who I am and face the day straight
Knowin' not a thing can change when our beat singin'
No one will ever be, like me
No one will ever be, like me
I know I’m not a bad guy, but when I try to do what’s right
Everyone who comes to me don’t understand or see my plight
Everything I’ve ever done, and all the plans I’ve had inside
I was Mr. Gone Wrong in way, so I gave up and said
(Alright)
So now I do what I can, I’m
(Alright)
Stand up like Mama raised me
(Alright)
I was dealt from the bottom
And pulled a flush
I’ve been living with my chips all in
And I’m still in, see
No one will ever be, like me
No one will ever be, like me
I know I’m not a bad guy, but when I try to do what’s right
Everyone who comes to me don’t understand or see my plight
Everything I’ve ever done, and all the plans I’ve had inside
I was Mr. Gone Wrong in way, so I gave up and said
I am P.O.S
I be the new generation of slaves
Here to make papes off this land corporations rape
From that life I’m tryin' to separate
But I guess I’m livin' dreams cause my rent’s always a month late
And lookin' back it seems I’ve always been a step behind
Little off-track and feelin' no one shared the frame of mind
Listenin' to records in my room to escape
Found some things I could relate with, I wore out the tape
We said
When I lose, every time I win, cause
No one will ever be
Messin' up stuff or doin' things wrong
Quite like me
No one will ever be, like me
No one will ever be, like me
No one will ever be, like me
No one will ever be, like me