[Lyric] Brand New Day (Milan Records)

[Verse: Vultcha]
Every day, we walk
The same street, the same corner that smells of St. Ides
Simply staying alive, we see the world through the same eyes
The daily question’s what we got, have or have-not
If you ain’t out to get mines, then I’m out to get ours. Use no
Excuse to be sour. Black people used to be power, quick with a fist
Now who cowers? See po-po every hour. They know the spot
Like, “Who doesn’t?” Over my block, steady buzzing, and I know that
They know who runs it but they ain’t there when the guns lift. Well, let me
Pack a steel weapon in leather coat when I’m stepping, and I get
Frisked down, patted, slapped with fake charges and questioned
We’re here to live, we forget it, so all my kid beef got deaded. I got no time
For who said it, drive-by with TECs and jetted. Never been caught
Or arrested, so God-blessed plus repented. When evil thoughts
Was invented, return to sender with vengeance. In every
Ghetto and jungle, they keep the wisdom that humbles, so Shaitan
May make me stumble, my foundation can’t crumble