
Nas & Erykah Badu ‘This Bitter Land’
Nas & Erykah Badu ‘This Bitter Land’
Yeah, running on the concrete across the train tracks
The devil is behind me
In the ghetto where’s you’ll find me, it’s where I stays at
Cop shot us up, he get a medal then retire
But it never will define me
Write a letter to the president, whoever in control of the society
Tell ’em stop riding me, stop driving us into a suicidal ideology
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