INGLEWOOD/3 FEVER 333

[Verse 1]
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!"

[Chorus 1]
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