Released on July 20, 1999

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[Verse 1]

I came from a place I forgot

I woke up in a parking lot, far from a meal and a cot

On the corner where all the streets got the same name

Maybe my brain's on the brink of insane

Pain between the papers while sleepin' on the train

This the land of milk and honey, (know what I'm sayin?)

The invisible man times three, Black, down and out

Out standing on a corner no doubt

Now a nation of homeless sleepin' in bus stations

Another win for the pilgrims who said "No more Haitians!"

As I proceed, someone to feed me is what I need

Through three blocks of dealers tryin' to hit me off with some weed

Avenues and boulevards hungry as a fucker

Hope to get a ride from a trucker

Everybody know I ain't no sucker

Everytime I used to drop 30 at the Rucker

Away from crazy kids in Generation Wrecked

Dissin' pyramids while praisin' projects

Walk past old folks gettin' no respect

Callin' young folks a buncha no good rejects

And I walk on


[Hook]

An eye for an eye, I can't recognize the man in the mirror

Is it I? It is I

Now who this cat I'm lookin at?

Cause I've been waiting so long to get where I'm goin'

An eye for a eye in this country tis of thee

Now how the hell can I be free?

Now who this cat I'm lookin' at?

Cause I been lost so long without anybody knowin'


[Verse 2]

So I move on and I walk on

Past the preachers and the pimps gettin' their talk on

Now why do home gotta be where the negative roam?

"To be or not to be?", so I roll alone

I'm trapped within this skin and these bones

Amongst temporary kings on cellular phones

Can I last, as I walk past

Mad cigarette billboards and malt liquor ads?

Walkin' on broken bottles and potato chip bags

Everyone I see got the nerve to brag

Where they from what they got and don't own squat

Disrespect where they from and ya might get shot

Zombies askin' me what the latest bomb be

"You shoulda shot the fuckin' sheriff and the fuckin' deputy, G"

For okaying the drug trade and lettin' it be

But I know prison for me is an industry

So I walk, I heard the best things in life be free

Didn't God make this land and the air that we breathe?

Now former homeless don't give a damn about me

In the mirror, somebody else is starin' at me

Maybe prison is the skin I'm within

All this time I been sufferin', can't fix it wit a Bufferin

Plus they said I'll never work in this town again

(Goddamn) So I keep on walkin'


[Hook]

An eye for an eye, I can't recognize the man in the mirror

Is it I? It is I

Now who this cat I'm lookin at?

Cause I've been waiting so long to get where I'm goin'

An eye for a eye in this country tis of thee

Now how the hell can I be free?

Now who this cat I'm lookin' at?

Cause I been lost so long without anybody knowin'

[Verse 3: Chuck D, Flavor Flav]

Lil day day is big day and just did time

Seen him standin' on the unemployment line

Which collided wit the line of the health clinic

I seen Crazy Stacy her ass standin' up in it

No more welfare, they cut her Medicaid

Damn, my mama used to do her braids

I keep walkin' so they don't see me

But I doubt if they doin' any better than me

So I walk on never take the planet for granted

I paved the concrete, asphalt and granite

I walk fast past three brothers sittin' on the porch

With a yard of dirt, and littered with Newports

Talkin' how they comin' up while they sittin' on their ass

As I walk past em I'm a target of their laughs

And one said, "Let's get him for his fuckin' stash"

As I walked fast past the other yards with grass

Had a lil' cash, tried to make it last

From a few deals I made from cleanin' windshields

I ran like a rally, they caught me in an alley

Can't get out the ghetto from New York to Cali

I thought I had nothin' till I felt the knife

And now I ain't even got a life