[00:00.000] 作词 : Lonnie Lynn/Emmanuel Riggins/Tasha Cobbs/Adam Feeney
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Lonnie Lynn/Emmanuel Riggins/Tasha Cobbs/Adam Feeney
[00:21.51]How should I begin?
[00:23.01]This is the story of a boy named Lonnie Lynn
[00:25.76]As I say it, the spirits enwhip me
[00:28.40]He was raised in the belly of the city
[00:30.76]Chicago, discovered by du Sable
[00:34.12]A Black Frenchman that I had to mention
[00:36.92]Extensions of a young man livin' on a low end
[00:39.43]47th and Michigan, lackin' a little discipline
[00:42.36]Know Grandma Mable did the best she could
[00:44.81]You know how young ****** want a testy hood
[00:47.50]There he stood, taller than most black boys
[00:50.30]One of the best ballers out of Illinois
[00:52.30]College in Ohio, this is like his bio
[00:55.42]Talks that we had, man, they was never idle
[00:58.17]He talked about readin' the Quran and the Bible
[01:00.77]He talked how he smoked **** and sold it for survival
[01:03.38]He talked about the ancestors, in our lives; they're vital
[01:06.18]He said y'all ****** love the bang 'cause you tribal
[01:08.85]Spiral of life, Chicago to Denver
[01:11.51]Anywhere he went, of attention, he's the center
[01:14.06]6'9", big heart, big mind
[01:16.22]He he spent a lifetime tryin' to be big time
[01:19.17]He did in a way, he made to the ABA
[01:22.23]And the things he say on my record
[01:24.43]When I was a shawty, he bought me "The Message"
[01:27.10]It was his messages in the life I would step with
[01:29.69]Didn't see him much, spirits are connected
[01:32.21]The Father creates it, the son can reflect it
[01:34.91]His perspective: sometimes seemed crazy
[01:37.56]His perspective: sometimes seemed brilliant
[01:40.06]His perspective: somehow it shaped me
[01:42.56]His perspective: undoubted I feel it
[01:45.43]He'd walk around in them Air Jordans I gave him
[01:47.93]I said, "Pops, them from Mike, man, you better save 'em"
[01:50.58]The fight that he had with cancer was a brave one
[01:53.43]Took Dr. Sebi's herbs instead of medication
[01:56.07]Breathing heavy, he talked reparations
[01:58.59]He said, "Son, we live through our generations"
[02:01.30]Offspring, coughing, Gene Ammons playing
[02:03.66]In the background, he was talking, I was praying
[02:06.37]Our Father, take care of my father
[02:08.82]As far as he went, may I go farther
[02:11.34]May our dreams and legacies live through our children
[02:14.24]Though I can't touch him, I can still feel him
[02:22.35]You know the other day I got a phone call
[02:25.54]I got a message says pops you been gon from home too long
[02:30.75]So I set my bags down and headed to 87th street
[02:35.60]I was just back in the neighborhood ya know cruising the same stree
[02:40.05]that I used to cruise in my long black Fleetwood
[02:43.00]Listening to the Minister and Dr. King and my beloved brother Malcolm
[02:48.55]First thing is see I'm boundless with spiritual energy
[02:52.70]I wanna talk about the moral necessities of human justice
[02:57.31]The power and the action of God-given dignity. One can not enter the gate if you hate
[03:04.93]You gotta take the lead for the rest of the world, 87th is the street of knowledge
[03:09.54]The streets of knowledge are all over the world
[03:12.40]We got a possibility again of leading the world
[03:16.82]Chi my Chi we gon ask you for safe passage for the kids to walk to school
[03:25.14]Alright, my young homies, we got a mission to finish
[03:30.05]We got the unborn that we got to provide the truth for
[03:41.36]I gotta be honest it's so much different without you here
[03:46.57]But I have no fear
[03:51.64]I'll see you when I get there
[03:56.85]To that city bright and fair
[04:01.84]You were all I needed you to be
[04:07.20]And now I thank you for all you gave for me
[04:12.82]So Father, I stretch my hands to Thee
[04:23.10]No other help I know
[04:33.85]If you withdraw yourself from me
[04:43.95]Somebody tell me where, oh where shall I go?
[05:38.11]Father, I stretch my hands to Thee
[05:51.37]No other help I know
[06:03.53]If you withdraw yourself from me
[06:15.00]Tell me where, oh where shall I go?