Black Hand Side

CHORUS [PHONTE]:
Open the door let me in
Teach us all, preach us in,
Turn the cheek, let it slide
Give me five on the black hand slide[STYLES P] :
Give me five on the black hand side
Tell you what
I see through the black mans eyes
Look like *****t in a
Cadillac a black man rise
But every different day a different black man dies
Shorty momma tripping off a crack man high
Now he watching
TV, loving the bad guy(You know) pit bull watching the welfare check
You know he
African, cause he aint getting healthier yet
Now he put down his knapsack, got a crack pack
You dont know if its there if your vision aint abstract
We in the projects, a lot of us lab rats
Voted for
Obama, hoping he wouldnt have that
Now I can tell you that
I feltHell,
I still remember how a cell smell
Still remember how the pigs at
Family crying up on the
VI, I couldnt have that
Open the door, and teach us all
Pass the blunt around hope that it reach us all
Now give me five on the black hand side
Ghost of Pharoahe
Monch watch the black man rise
CHORUS [PHONTE][PHAROAHE MONCH]:
Pharaohs and
Navajo chiefs, the way you making it rain
But never for a stripper with emotional pain
You wouldnt despite system nourishment for the brain
Cause brain, seed, plus soil equals fruits and grains
My hood talking ***** keep it simple and plain
To let me explain the game break it down and cutting the levels like
TetrisThis youngest killer gone bloodfor a necklace
Leave slumped over the wheel of youre
LexusSmoke kush, wake up, and eat breakfast
What the ***** you expect?
A generation overly obsessed with mobsters
I revolutionary swarm
Grammys and
OscarsImposters, fake oras and weak shakas
Making a mockery of the music to be
Pop starsAnd they say
Im a saint
Cause I see the remains of the whips and the chains
In my hood were it aint all good,
Peep the pain of a single mother she struggling
Young child slain, give me five on the black hand slide
Lets maintain like the soul train
And keep it moving together,
Im saying
CHORUS [PHONTE]