[Intro]
The man-in-the-house rule was written to prevent welfare cheating
To make sure that aid to families with dependent children would go only to families headed by mothers
But the effect of the man-in-the-house rule is to create for children an atmosphere of investigation and surveillance
And thus the welfare system and it's operation turns out to be a system to make life harder for children
The welfare system helps the disintegration of the American family
It uh, offers money to families if the fathers will leave them and stay away
In that sense undoing the very stability of a family and taking away one of the two parents the children of course need
No one will hold me down, no
You cannot shut us down, no
[Verse 1]
It's Aneraé Brown from the City of Kings, Sac-Town
Represent for everything north of Redding and back down
Born and raised in a crack house, nowadays call it the trap house
Opposite of every word coming out of a rapper's fat mouth
At my dad's house in Prichard, Alabama I used to spazz out
Coulda swore I saw a ghost standing in my bedroom in a black cloud
A black child with a vivid imagination, drawing, tracing pictures out them comic books
Like "It's Wolverine, mama, look"
But mama shook the spot, left me and my little cousins in Alabama and I'm not a crook
But I had to steal and sell pot 'cause I gotta cook
All alone, no adult supervision, no lights, no gas
Such a painful memory so fuck it y'all, let's go back to the future
Flashback, view the present through the jaded eyes of my old soul where it's dark, hot but it's so cold
With no codes or morals, no principle for conduct, without that, there's no growth
And without that, there's no hope and it's no joke
The man-in-the-house rule was written to prevent welfare cheating
To make sure that aid to families with dependent children would go only to families headed by mothers
But the effect of the man-in-the-house rule is to create for children an atmosphere of investigation and surveillance
And thus the welfare system and it's operation turns out to be a system to make life harder for children
The welfare system helps the disintegration of the American family
It uh, offers money to families if the fathers will leave them and stay away
In that sense undoing the very stability of a family and taking away one of the two parents the children of course need
No one will hold me down, no
You cannot shut us down, no
[Verse 1]
It's Aneraé Brown from the City of Kings, Sac-Town
Represent for everything north of Redding and back down
Born and raised in a crack house, nowadays call it the trap house
Opposite of every word coming out of a rapper's fat mouth
At my dad's house in Prichard, Alabama I used to spazz out
Coulda swore I saw a ghost standing in my bedroom in a black cloud
A black child with a vivid imagination, drawing, tracing pictures out them comic books
Like "It's Wolverine, mama, look"
But mama shook the spot, left me and my little cousins in Alabama and I'm not a crook
But I had to steal and sell pot 'cause I gotta cook
All alone, no adult supervision, no lights, no gas
Such a painful memory so fuck it y'all, let's go back to the future
Flashback, view the present through the jaded eyes of my old soul where it's dark, hot but it's so cold
With no codes or morals, no principle for conduct, without that, there's no growth
And without that, there's no hope and it's no joke
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