Elohim - Rock Bottom lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Elohim] I'm in a place known for Jamaicans, Cubans, and Haitians Where white people come for star gazing and sun bathing And ain't sh** changing In this rat race the cops pacing And kids do their own raising, and bullets move with hollow tip casings Cats be in the stir, but they not shaking They'll leave a girl gap gaping, known for rap raping And beat lacing, and white racist A place bad for keep breathing and life leading But I'm not leaving. I gotta face demons Where n***ahs live a nightmare, but they keep dreaming A place where the heat seething and we all heathens With all the same feelings. Love you at hate you for all the same reasons. OK! Where you get sent back, to your maker, just for easting In the jungle, know who the east is Chicks with AIDS lesions, and politicians known for palm greasing This the only place to voice your grievance So, voice it now. While it's all legal. We all people Separate, but it's not equal And the root of all evil known to k** people It's damn lethal, beware the bald eagle, in the Rock Bottom Hook: Nick Fury HD] Why don't you tell them where you from? The M, the M.I.A [Garcia] The land where O.J. stay Rock. Bottom of the map Why don't tell them where you from? Resident of the Dade tenements [Skam2?] Don't nah city get sh** crunk like we do [Verse 2: Elohim] I'm a stranger in a strange land Where caucasians come to cop a beige tan They got man made land and fake sand I'll drink a whole fifth fam. f** every fifth fan A clique, clan. A fake fam, and a b**h band We politic like we on C Span I thank God 'cause he made man And a place for us to stand. Damn We slap hands and make plans I'm from the islands and hate the mainland A place known for sunshine and onetime So we practice punchlines And f** fine, b**hes with no cla** like lunchtime Come up in crunch time, but sometimes We see signs and ignore them Burn Babylon, I'm all for it Who got the fire? You preaching to the choir Down in South Florida, either die Or you a rider Hate coppers and push product Love Christopher Rios and Wallace And swollen pockets and the hoes joke us The home of the real rockers. The rock Bottom [Hook 2: Nick Fury HD] Why don't you tell them where you from? The M, the M.I.A [Garcia] The land where O.J. stay Rock. Bottom of the map Why don't you tell them where you from? Resident of the Dade tenements [Skam2?] Don't nah city get sh** crunk like we do