Counter Riot - Rhythm & Pride
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Brace your eyes and ears
To see and hear about this young city brat
Just a poor kid grown up beside some bums
Fought for my life on the side of the street
But the city made me hard and the city
Made me want some
Office reese from the police
Please tell me where to reach my dad
You keep telling me how i fight like him
How we should have been the next felix trinidad's
I don't know if you heard this
I got a shot in the spring
You see him at all down town?
If you can't tell me where he is at
Tell him to give me a ring
The door rings loud like an alarm at the store
My father's standing in the snow
But i can't recognize him anymore
The snow is falling slowly
Like the years that have passed
And a street lamp shines blurry
Like some vision of the past
I saw his rhythm!
I saw his pride!
He took one steady hard look at me brother
Man, didn't make a move inside
I heard his rhythm!
I heard his pride!
No room for an apology
He said, "i ain't here to revisit times"
I felt his rhythm!
I felt his pride!
But all i could do was look at the moon and the stoop
I couldn't even look him in the eye!
Well i know it was just a pause
But it felt like a goddamn eternity
Before i could putter out an "okay..."
He threw it all on the line
"tell me are you in the night
Who you say in the day?
The fighters i train ain't nothing but that
A fighter lives a fighter's way"
I said, "the people of this city
They're corralled, yet alone
They're afraid to hit these streets at night
Me, i'm afraid to waste my time at home
'cause if i don't win this one
Let's just say i worked many jobs
I poured so much of myself into this
There won't be anything left of me to rob"
I remember
Five tough boys on the corner
I don't stand a chance
But if i have to go home and look in the mirror
I'll make the old black man on the city park bench say
"look at white boy dance!"
I found some rhythm!
I found some pride!
It was the day i knew i was a fighter pop
It was the day i'd fight before i cried
I found some rhythm!
I found some pride!
They took my money, my keys, my clothes
Not before i took the flesh of an eye
I kept some rhythm!
I kept some pride!
I lay twelve years old and bloody
I had some rhythm
I had some pride
Bob, weave, bob, weave, duck!
Eduardo's a outfighter son
You gotta get close to through that uppercut
The more i read the papers
The more i feel the hate
The more i work harder
The closer i get to fate
I'm gonna do it for the dogs that chewed me out on the line
The gamblers, the hustlers, the advocates of crime
The cheaters, the losers, the sinners, the slime
All of them had theirs
But now it's time to get me mine!
"i don't know if i ever told you,"
Yeah that's what he said
He said it in the locker room that night
I looked up... up... and up... as he taped up
First my left... then my right
"i used to get so nervous watching you as a kid"
I can tell he's got more to say, you know
I can tell there's more in his heart
And he stops
He stops when he can see that i can tell
'cause the message is sent
Now it's time to get out there
The first round is a musical
The only singer his left hand
Pop said save this crowd this fucking pussy shit
Son turn up the band!
I felt his rhythm!
I felt his pride!
He circled, circled, left
Circled, circled, left
I heard the pencils move by the ringside
I took my rhythm!
I took my pride!
Yea i took it
I shot his rhythm!
I shot his pride!
But i didn't do it for a belt
I didn't do it for pop
I did it 'cause it felt good inside!
To see and hear about this young city brat
Just a poor kid grown up beside some bums
Fought for my life on the side of the street
But the city made me hard and the city
Made me want some
Office reese from the police
Please tell me where to reach my dad
You keep telling me how i fight like him
How we should have been the next felix trinidad's
I don't know if you heard this
I got a shot in the spring
You see him at all down town?
If you can't tell me where he is at
Tell him to give me a ring
The door rings loud like an alarm at the store
My father's standing in the snow
But i can't recognize him anymore
The snow is falling slowly
Like the years that have passed
And a street lamp shines blurry
Like some vision of the past
I saw his rhythm!
I saw his pride!
He took one steady hard look at me brother
Man, didn't make a move inside
I heard his rhythm!
I heard his pride!
No room for an apology
He said, "i ain't here to revisit times"
I felt his rhythm!
I felt his pride!
But all i could do was look at the moon and the stoop
I couldn't even look him in the eye!
Well i know it was just a pause
But it felt like a goddamn eternity
Before i could putter out an "okay..."
He threw it all on the line
"tell me are you in the night
Who you say in the day?
The fighters i train ain't nothing but that
A fighter lives a fighter's way"
I said, "the people of this city
They're corralled, yet alone
They're afraid to hit these streets at night
Me, i'm afraid to waste my time at home
'cause if i don't win this one
Let's just say i worked many jobs
I poured so much of myself into this
There won't be anything left of me to rob"
I remember
Five tough boys on the corner
I don't stand a chance
But if i have to go home and look in the mirror
I'll make the old black man on the city park bench say
"look at white boy dance!"
I found some rhythm!
I found some pride!
It was the day i knew i was a fighter pop
It was the day i'd fight before i cried
I found some rhythm!
I found some pride!
They took my money, my keys, my clothes
Not before i took the flesh of an eye
I kept some rhythm!
I kept some pride!
I lay twelve years old and bloody
I had some rhythm
I had some pride
Bob, weave, bob, weave, duck!
Eduardo's a outfighter son
You gotta get close to through that uppercut
The more i read the papers
The more i feel the hate
The more i work harder
The closer i get to fate
I'm gonna do it for the dogs that chewed me out on the line
The gamblers, the hustlers, the advocates of crime
The cheaters, the losers, the sinners, the slime
All of them had theirs
But now it's time to get me mine!
"i don't know if i ever told you,"
Yeah that's what he said
He said it in the locker room that night
I looked up... up... and up... as he taped up
First my left... then my right
"i used to get so nervous watching you as a kid"
I can tell he's got more to say, you know
I can tell there's more in his heart
And he stops
He stops when he can see that i can tell
'cause the message is sent
Now it's time to get out there
The first round is a musical
The only singer his left hand
Pop said save this crowd this fucking pussy shit
Son turn up the band!
I felt his rhythm!
I felt his pride!
He circled, circled, left
Circled, circled, left
I heard the pencils move by the ringside
I took my rhythm!
I took my pride!
Yea i took it
I shot his rhythm!
I shot his pride!
But i didn't do it for a belt
I didn't do it for pop
I did it 'cause it felt good inside!
