INGLEWOOD/3 - FEVER 333

Imagine being born in a hospital whose doors open up right into a cemetery

How’s that for metaphor?

Living behind the jet strip

Where women remove they clothes for tips

What was the alternative?

How else they feed their kids?

A den for men that feel no love

From block to block from blood to cuz

And when my dad walked through the door I ain’t remember who he was

I was seven, watching riots, while the neighbors rolled them tires

Down the street with Dayton rims

You watched the news, I lived in it

Look at the signs, they say «black owned»

So we gon' leave that shop alone

Burning down the Burger King

The ghetto coming back to take the throne

Then my brother came home bloody

He was trying to keep the peace

Now I hear a whole new meaning when they scream «Fuck the Police!»

When you’re lost, I’ll find you through twilight in Baldwin Hills

When it’s dark, I’ll light you, a promise I will fulfill

Nothing’s wasted, moments, graces, still my heart

When you’re lost, I’ll find you on the south side of Inglewood

I grew up in «A Different World» but had a thing for Latin girls

She said «I'm not Hispanic or Latina

I’m Mexican and that’s por vida»

Her uncle said «Boy, I don’t like ya»

So we would meet on Arbor Vitae

Because I can’t take you nowhere yet

All I got is cancelled welfare checks

And I couldn’t cross the Lennox line

They’d whoop my ass every time I tried

Ambiguous with the light brown skin

«See I’m like you» I kept telling them

Even if you don’t believe me

When the cops come, they still beat me

La Cienega and Hill, yeah, that’s where my homeboy got killed

In the alley where they tried to shoot my moms, damn

First time I ever thought to grab a gun, shit

So when y’all was learning violin, see I was learning violence

And when all y’all was learning violin, I was learning violence

When you’re lost, I’ll find you through twilight in Baldwin Hills

When it’s dark, I’ll light you, a promise I will fulfill

Nothing’s wasted, moments, graces, still my heart

When you’re lost, I’ll find you on the south side of Inglewood

Centinela Hospital where I was born to die

That is of course as long as it don’t get too gentrified

Ain’t gotta waste no gas on travel

My corpse will be like ghetto cattle to catapult across the street to that same

old cemetery

When you’re lost, I’ll find you through twilight in Baldwin Hills

When it’s dark, I’ll light you, a promise I will fulfill

Nothing’s wasted, moments, graces, still my heart

When you’re lost, I’ll find you on the south side of Inglewood

Give me one reason to stay and I will, and I will, yes I will

I’ll put my fears on display, yes I will, yes I will, yes I will

You don’t want the best for me

You just want the rest of me

How bad, how bad do you want it, want it?

How bad?

I’ma show you how to get it

How bad, how bad do you want it, want it?

How bad?

I’ma show you how to get it

Oh, fuck, oh

Run straight to the door

Away from everything that you’ve been dying for

You really think they’re ever gonna fuck with you?

That’s a price you might pay, but you can’t afford

All I know, know, we can’t be sure

I’m married to the game like it’s mi amor

Go on and hurt me once again, my painful truth

I might take another L, but I knew the score before

You ain’t seen the last of me

I just want the world to see

You can fucking have it

How bad, how bad do you want it, want it?

How bad?

I’ma show you how to get it

How bad, how bad do you want it, want it?

How bad?

I’ma show you how to get it

Motherfucker

You want it bad but you don’t really really want the

You want it bad but you ain’t really ready for the (Truth)

You want it bad but you don’t really really want the

You want it bad but you ain’t really ready for the (Truth)

You want it bad huh?

(Truth) You want it bad huh?

(Truth)

You want it bad huh?

(Truth) How bad do?

(Truth)

You want it bad huh?

(Truth) How bad do?

(Truth)

How bad do?

(Truth) How bad do you really want it?

How bad?

How bad?

How bad?

How bad do you really want it?

How bad?

How bad?

How bad?

I’ma show you how to get it