Blue In Green - Miles Davis

I don't need you now I can live in sooth Avoiding glances how How I always do You fall back He sighs You find sooth And never come home Leave me here, by the way Find your love gone astray Be my life, just stay But you don't understand You just fall away I can find you now I can make you see But I failed at that How I always seem to You fall back He sighs You find sooth And never come home Leave me here, by the way Find your love gone astray Be my life, just stay But you don't understand You just fall away Oh, I wish you the best in your Oh, I wish you the best in your Oh, I wish you the best in your Oh, I wish you the best in your life.

I know you're weak And I know you're tired In love With such a liar But me I know your fear What you hope is real Will never be And oh In your eyes I look and beg for truth How can you love me and lie It's all on you And you'll wait You'll wait for him to choose And you'll wait You'll wait for him to choose But it won't be you You're in love with a liar You're in love with a liar Just like I was With you.

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto