Pure Poverty

Lyrics

[Intro] (Instrumental) Ow, ow ooooo (Girl moaning) Ow, ow ooooo (Girl moaning) Ow, ow ooooo [Verse 1] They ask me questions 'bout, Culture Free, Shaheed and our foundation Negative what I give [?] 'gotta give [positive] [?] creation Some They wanna' know more and more about Jerusalem Run Come follow me [?] I take you see the set Why yes The fall has taken a stand for its perfection But I'm from planet earth so I don't promote no certain sanction Bless This might for all the gods and earths come down, come down Tell about it, tell about it Pure poverty The white [?] some blacks like six feet under My mother she even weeped yet I was too young to understand her cry For freedom, justice in the nine She cry For freedom, justice in the nine Blind Those of them that cannot see what's happening Read full books Run a few truths Then talk about who you're blacker than Death Why 'cause you cannot hear my point (Inaudible background singer) [Hook] Don't, some that like the knowledge of who's oppressing them Why It's 'gotta be poverty, that's our cry Oh why It's 'gotta be poverty, that's our cry (Girl moaning noises in the background) Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") [Verse 2] We get it from holiday 'gotta be [?] coloring poverty styling Some of them disagree with the RT lyrically wiling I recall the times out in the ghetto on the grind Hotel feed 'em, telling 'em watch we got to find our way to shine (Women's moaning) Holiday keeping me depressed and oppression's on my mind So the lyric [?] gets is just a product of our lives Pure poverty pushing me closer to the point of no return and as long as there's pure poverty there will be rap you gots to learn I can try a million approaches but there's one it fits me best I can't tell about nothing better than my life being oppressed Less food, less clothing, less shelter, more debt Pure poverty try to be stopping me boy I don't want to be oppressed [Hook] Oh why It's 'gotta be poverty, that's our cry Oh why It's 'gotta be poverty, that's our cry Oh why (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying in the background) (Women's choir voice: Had to survive) Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") [Verse 3] They ask me questions 'bout gods and earths our lessons and our nation The maker, the owner, the giver, the taker, the father of civilization So They wanna' try live like guys so [?] and masters But They can't obey the laws of sex Yes Pure poverty's 'gotta be reasons that I teach this Knowledge of who we are from God, the devil will be made speechless Ow [?] is my [?] devils from oppression Just some of their top trick, knowledge and laws of devilishment No man's heaven leaves a black man struggling If us blacks cannot see this they got more power for us to build Well, well, well, devils tell pretty lies Lies put me where my life is So, it's pure poverty that's our cry [Hook] Oh why Pure poverties got to be what's our cry Oh why Pure poverties got to be what's our cry Oh why (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") [Verse 4] This condition of being poor [?] able to purchase clothes and shelter or keep food up on one's table Poverty's 'gotta be death and blacks subjected that upset, much drugs, much [?] for fucking sitting in front of the bus Pure poverty's 'gotta be different and it's not the place to be Even in school they tellin' me my history starts at slavery Keep me poor mentally then keep me poor financially And the way that they keep me it's 'gotta be death pure poverty Some black smoke crack Poverty, search for ghetto heaven Some black sell that To receive that with chain given The oppressor makes that Then I place it in my home Pure poverty what's our crack Oh why I wish pure poverty gone [Hook] Oh why Pure poverties got to be what's our cry Oh why Pure poverties got to be what's our cry Oh why Pure poverties got to be what's our cry Oh why, oh why, oh why Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") Ow (Background man singer "Black baby crying in the delta night") (Baby crying noise) (Background woman singer "Had to survive") [Outro to fade] (Baby crying noise) Ooooo (Girl moaning) Oww (Instrumental)