Omega Nova, Mongrel from 91' - Fosters Lyrics

Another Mongrel From 91' and Omega Nova Production
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I see kids playing in the street, what's that mean to me?
I'm finally home, the place where real people be
But if you talk shit, might get busted in your lip
I can't say I was raised here, but the blood is up in me
I'm Caucasian, Black, and Mexican
I'll fuckin' break my back if you talk that shit
Might hear a click-clack and a quick crack, kick
Cause I'm dippin' on my skateboard, real low-key
I'm not a gangter, but the culture is up in me
I'm where the chickens cluck and racist cops be
I try to keep it clean but the Leos up in me
Got me acting like a beast, I look at these waves crash
I drink down this glass of A-L-E as the cops pass
I'm a monster, I gotta let out the beast

I wake up, feel the sun kissing my cheek
Never speak about what happens to me every week
Peel the sheets off of my body, I'm feeling groggy
I stumble into the bathroom, the mirror showing I'm sloppy
So I, clean myself up, step out and pack a bowl
Feel the soul entering my unit, got me out control
Then I roll to the corner store, bebida de savila
Sun beams hit my seams, push my board, then I realize
Need to hit up D-Nice and speak about my salary
Talkin' over lunch, we counting checks not counting calories
I'm an amalgam see, but lookin like I'm Malcolm X
Black Power, Brown Pride, all up in my soul to flex
Right through my solar plexus, I never told the message
I guess goal of my life is to heed the oldest blessin'
On the daily you can catch the brotha posted up
And when you see 'em, give 'em some dap, so he can know what's up