WU-TANG CLAN - A BETTER TOMORROW Lyrics

[Inspectah Deck]Yo, this goes for all my brothers and sisters locked downFor all my peoples incarcerated, for those who ain't make itYo, in the housing, thousands seen early gravesVictims of wordly ways, memories stays engravedAll my live brothers, is locked down with high numbersThe young hunger, blind to these lies, they die youngerIn this New World the Order slaughter men, women, and childrenTen feet gates surround the building keep us sealed inThe projects, lifeless like a vietnam vetConstant war, sever threats of enemy conquestCrooked cops comb my building complex that's in the rumbleStreets are like a jungle, can't let my cypher crumbleVivid thoughts, Devils resort to trick knowledgeThey kick garbage, lust for chicks and quick dollarsI know the pain the game bring, I did the same thingSpaced out in the staircase, performing a stingIt's hard to keep control, I bless those who seek a scrollTrying to reach a whole nation and break the sleeper holdNot a role model, I walk a hard road to followI sold bottles of sorrow then chose poems and novelsThe gospel was told, some souls it swallowed wholeMentally they fold, and they eventually soldtheir life and times, deadly like the virus designbut too, minute to dilute, the scientist mindYou can't party your life awayDrink your life awaySmoke your life awayFuck your life awayDream your life awayScheme your life awayCause your seeds grow up the same way[Masta Killa]A voice cries from the wilderness of the NorthA representation of the families that lost oneall victims of incarcerationOr other divisions of the family structureYouths are injected with serums that leadsto skin irritations, babies being born withdisfigurations, experimentationsOn their faces there bear world relationsof mothers that carry the painof blood stained streets where sisters mourn and wailFifth brothers been slain from hails of gun fireIt lightly begins to rain screams of terrorare hidden by the passing trainsThis can't be little Hussein, his uncle criedAs he drops to his nephew's side, holding his caneJust give me a name, of who has inflicted thisbitter sickness, and left us to witness[U-God]Yeah, yoCurses from war, innocent blood spills for daysSoothe in godly ways, hands, solemn in praiseTree of life, more precious than Wu is golden gameThe wise self flourish inherit, Halls of FameCrime visions in my blood got me, locked in prisonWhile we die hard living people whine about religion, visionBlow, spin, and sin and killing what's revealingIt's a never ending battle with no ending or beginning, listenZero process, progress, become the huntedAmerica's most wanted, good life flaunted, want itSome love the speed, some satisfy a needSome want to be down, young gun seed, jungle breedThe strong must feed, someone die, someone bleedOne flew astray, and then caught my little seedCan it be, the ice have us trife life, made me grab the knifeThe righteous man would be within these stripes pipesTake in my energy, breath and know the restCause the good die young and the hard die bestYou can't party your life awayDrink your life awaySmoke your life awayFuck your life awayDream your life awayScheme your life awayCause your seeds grow up the same wayCause your seeds grow up the same wayCause your seeds grow up the same way[RZA]Y'all bitches love dances, and pulling down your pantswhile your man's on tour, your spending up his advancesYour friends ain't shit, all they do is drink, smoke, and suck dickThe whole projects is trapped in stenchYou either high school drop-outs, one to three cop-outsFifteen years old, shorty ass and top outNinety-nine cent beer drinking pussy stinkingFucking so much your ass and titties start shrinkingNew World Order slave trade, minimum wage, MedicaidCan a devil fool a Muslim nowadaysInside my lab, I'm going madTook two drags off the blunts, and started breaking down the flagThe blue is for the Crips, the red is for the BloodsThe whites for the cops, and the stars come from the clubsor the slugs that ignites, through the night, by the dawnEarly light, why is sons fighting for the stripe[Method Man]As we dwell through this concrete hell, calling it homeMama say, take your time young man and build your ownDon't wind up like your old dadStill searching for them glory days he never hadSo many bad want to scheme for American dream, no more kingsThe cash rule everything now, we going downThese babies looking up to us, it's up to usThe Million Man March MC's, get on the busBut envy, greed, lust, and hate, separateThough the devil mind state blood kin cannot relateNo longer, brothers, we unstableLike Kane when he slew Abel, killing each otherYou can't party your life awayDrink your life awaySmoke your life awayFuck your life awayDream your life awayScheme your life awayCause your seeds grow up the same wayCause your seeds grow up the same wayCause your seeds grow up the same way