[Intro: Taxi Driver dialogue – Robert De Niro as Travis Bickle]
"Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads
Here is a man who would not take it anymore, who would not...let–
Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads
Here is a man who would not take it anymore
A man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth
The shit, here is someone who stood up...here is..."
[Verse 1]
What y'all know about them wild niggas
Devil child niggas
Have-you-kick-the-bucket-say-fuck-it-and-smile-niggas
The type to catch the Buddha buzz, slide up to the fuzz
Sayin' "Officer, run your shotty before I catch this body"
I knew this nigga Smokey, sorta like his pistol
Barrel when you're in peril and shit like that was wanted
But later, that would die down
Sorta like many abandoned that he ran with
His block felt sorta haunted
His only solitude was wifey, word to life, G, it seemed
They was together forever and now the womb had been seeded
He needed a job and the robbin' wouldn't do it
He wasn't tryin to go out like Diquan in Strapped
Her mother was a nurse, her purse was chubby
From the hospital, she found Smokey some work and shit was lovely
With some cleaning here, feed a patient there, he had loot
And not a nigga on the street would have to get that pocket tapped
He's workin' in maternity and learnin'
Seein' much about the infant children
To be skilled in fatherhood, stealin' baby stuff home for self
And he didn't have to pull the MAC-20 off the shelf, and get...
[Chorus]
Loose if a brotha can't take no more
Loose if a brotha can't swing it
Loose if a brotha can't break once more
Loose if a brotha...
[Verse 2]
In Maternity, Smokey saw stuff, raw stuff
Make-you-drop-your-jaw stuff, hospitals get sorta wild
He saw some babies shakin', awakin' if they were fortunate
His soul was scorchin', it would have him thinkin of his child
Later there would be no, "Honey, I'm home,"
Strictly "Woman, if you jeopardize my seed, dead up
I'll leave you wet up"
On the block, a flock of zombies entranced
By the peddlers of temporary ghetto heaven had him fed up
His job was gettin' hard to fuck with
They had even had him stuck with the disposal of the stillborn
Poisoned by the nourishment
The ill torn soul from flesh
From the womb to tomb; seein' shit like that'll have you crazy
That night, he had a dream
And it was a child nursin' upon the semen of the glass genitalia
Clouded nut after clouded nut
He woke and shouted, "What the FUCK is goin on?"
Smokey was Swayze, it's time to get....
[Chorus]
Loose if a brotha can't take no more
Loose if a brotha can't swing it
Loose if a brotha can't break once more
Loose if a brotha...
[Verse 3]
He figured there was only one way
As he rushed the runway, lookin' wild deranged
This was common, without any qualm inside he was tookin'
Lookin' at fiends of the pebble; Adored, praised Devil for Lord
Raised from the crystallized tombs, through fumes from the floor
Blazed the sole sacrificial altar
He chose now to halt the worship dealin' that ultimate headrush...
The lead crushed, buyer or seller decoratin' hell a flame
With the choir of the firearms to blame
In the morning, by the time the smoke cleared
Everybody seen the massacre, the local folk cheered
"Oh, thank the Lord Almighty," the pharmacy was out of business
On the L, a chubby widow cries alone, because her man had gotten...
[Chorus]
Loose if a brotha can't take no more
Loose if a brotha can't swing it
Loose if a brotha can't break once more
Loose if a brotha...
Loose if a brotha can't take no more
Loose if a brotha can't swing it
Loose if a brotha can't break once more
Loose if a brotha...