Letra de Harlem streets, Inmortal Technique



[Verse 1] 
Yeah.... Harlem streets stay flooded in white powder 
Like those mother fuckers runnin' away from the twin towers 
Gun shots rock the earth like a meteor shower 
Bowling For Columbine, fair, giving the media power 
Innocence devoured like a chicken spot snack box 
Government cocain cooked into ghetto crack rock 
Corrupt cops false testimony at your arraignment 
Check to check, constant struggle to make the payments 
Working your whole life wondering where the day went 
The subway stays pakced like a multi-cultural slave ship 
It's rush hour, 2:30 to 8, non stoppin' 
And people coming home after corporate share croppin 
And fuck flossin, mothers are trying to feed children 
But gentrification is kicking them out of their building 
A generation of babies born without health care 
Families homeless, thrown the fuck off of the welfare 

[Hook] 
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? 
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? 
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? 
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? 

[Verse 2] 
It's like Cambodia the killing fields uptown 
We live in distress and hang the flag upside down 
The sound of conservative politicians on television 
People in the hood are blind so they tell us to listen 
They vote for us to go to war instantly 
But none of their kids serving the infantry 
The odds are stacked against us like a casino 
Think about it, most of the army is black and latino 
And if you can't acknowledge the reality of my words 
You just another stupid mother fucker out on the curb 
Trying to escape from the ghetto with your ignorant ways 
But you can't read history at an illiterate stage 
And you can't raise a family on minimum wage 
Why the fuck you think most of us are locked in a cage 
I give niggaz the truth, cause they pride is indigent 
You better off rich and guilty than poor and innocent 
But I'm sick of feeling impotent watching the world burn 
In the era of apocalypse waiting my turn 
I'm a Harlem nigga that's concerned with the future 
And if your in my way it'd be an honor to shoot ya 
Up root ya with the evil that grows in my people 
Making them deceitful, cannibalistic and lethal 
But I see through the mentality implanted in us 
And I educate my fam about who we should trust 

[Hook] 
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? 
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? 
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? 
Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem?


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