Текст песни Masta Ase - A Walk Thru the Valley
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As I walk through the valley of one eighty-seven landNo matter what state, what city, what townI can see there`s no place to run, no place to hideI could be in the crosshairs of somebody, somewhereI wanna ask why...But I ain`t got time for thatI gotta keep movin onOr be the next one to dieI walk through the valley of no-man`s landSayin peace, slappin fives and holdin up those two fingersTo the many nine millimeter automatic pistol toting young men that roam everywhereI wonder what will be the next small incidentThat will cause one of them to pull outAnd spray bullets recklessly in every directionWill my grandmother be on her way to the storeFor a loaf of bread and a TV Guide at that very momentAs I walk through the valley at nightI`m thinkin, "I don`t know that brother walkin across the street in the black hoodie, so he may be a threat to me"He`s thinkin, "I don`t know that brother walkin across the street in the blue hoodie, so he may be a threat to me"What`s goin through out mindsas we reach down into our waistlinesAnd pull out the tools, the heaters, the scraps the biscuits, the gats the jammies, the grips with the clipsAll placed there purposely by them"Here niggaz, sixteen shooter made specially just for you"What goes through our minds at that momentwhen a brother`s at the other end of our barrelAbout to catch a hot piece of steelAnd take his last breathWhat goes through our mindsWhat`s goin through our mindsAs we walk through the valley