Yeah
Now uh
Turn off your radio
Turn up your stereo
Northwest rock rock on, whats the scenario
Four years ago, two students skipping class
Went and crafted an album
Some called it a classic but
Weve grown past it was good while it lasted
Now its time to put the education into practice
Beats rhymes rice be the breakfast of champions
We hold the whole town down together
With the plan to hold the mic with compassion
Like Yuri did Malcolm
Travel down the coast since we dropped the last album
That plus one is how long weve been war torn
Its the return of the hard knock and hardcore
From hard rock to hip hop the migration of flocks
Who once mocked what we ride for
Its side war, from side walks to Billboards
And stores telling all poor people that the world is yours
But this money is ours
You can get a little back
You start putting in hours
You can widen the gap
But you can see it in the towers
Standing next to the squatters
Who be wandering the city
In search of a job offer
The first generation in the U.S. of A to get
Paid less wage than the ones who came
Before the wicked waged war in a desert terrain
24 short bars couldnt measure the pain
So now I
Greet the neighbor daily
Hes on his porch smoking
Overhead thunderclouds moving slow motion
Came across an ocean in hope of some better days
Ex-patriotated citizens of third world decay
Where children translate for their parents sake
In a landscape where the working class cant escape
These languages twisted, tongues get unraveled
Cant understand each other in this modern day babel
Now we trying to get a piece of what the city broke down
Barely claiming families but quick to claim the town
Recognize its serious but aint afraid to clown
Trained for confrontation theres no other way around
These sacred ground desecrators
They try to decimate us
They hit the ballot like the mayors gonna save us
And it pains me to say this but pain is what made this
Its gonna take more than just rain to change this
Just some rain to change this