Lyrics Remind My Soul - Akrobatik
Yeah,
it's
gettin'
wild
out
here
It
makes
me
wonder
how
a
black
man
could
ever
raise
a
child
out
here
You
know
the
old
krumbsnatcha's
in
this
land
of
decay
So
why
we
killin'
for
the
crumbs
when
there's
so
much
to
stay?
We're
no
longer
suposed
to
be
slaves
I
bet
Harriet
Tubman
will
be
turnin'
in
her
grave
Like
remind
my
soul
Of
the
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
My
elders
all
feel
the
same
there's
no
bravery
We're
suposed
to
fight
for
freedom
not
just
the
end
of
slavery
Are
we
too
selfish
to
even
bless
the
kids
with
jewels
So
our
youth
don't
get
played
out
for
fools?
Will
they
get
program
how
to
behave?
Malcolm
X
must
be
turnin'
in
his
grave
Like
remind
my
soul
Of
the
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
The
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
(x3)
The
time
we
were
great
Wait,
we
still
great,
but
I
met
up
with
this
dread,
said
"Peace,
Respect"
To
set
respect
and
not
seen
that
around
here
yet
Black
man
kill
himself
for
limited
amount
of
wealth
And
them
disrespecting
women
saw
him
disrespect
himself
I
agree
for
what
the
dread
haven't
get
off
of
his
chest
Bob
Marley
will
be
disturbed
from
his
rest
Like
remind
my
soul
Of
the
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
Can't
work
a
dead
end
9 to
5 for
what
To
be
another
victim
of
social
security
cuts?
I
gotta
cut
myself
from
the
chains
and
run
free
Empower
myself
to
be
my
own
authority
People
die
so
I
don't
have
to
be
a
runaway
slave
Nat
Turner
must
be
turnin'
in
his
grave
Like
remind
my
soul
Of
the
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
The
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
(x3)
The
time
we
were
great
Wait,
we
still
great,
but
We
thought
to
worship
these
rappers
and
athletes
and
actors
Many
who
think
they
better
in
the
walk
right
passed
ya
It's
what
you
do
off
camera
and
off
the
court
That
really
makes
you
worthy
of
the
people
support
But
some
brothers
get
those
millions
and
forget
how
to
behave
Arther
Ashe
must
be
turnin'
in
his
grave
Like
remind
my
soul
Of
the
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
We
crabs
in
a
barrel,
you
ain't
gettin
out
until
I
do
first
And
that's
why
the
guns
burst
Whatever
happened
to
strenght
in
numbers?
Some
of
the
greatest
minds
on
the
planet
are
among
us
But
so
many
start
on
strugglin'
and
never
get
saved
Man,
Martin
must
be
turnin'
in
his
grave
Like
remind
my
soul
Of
the
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
The
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
(x3)
The
time
we
were
great
Remind
my
soul
Of
the
time
we
were
great
before
the
self
hate
yo
Yeah
1 Prelude to Balance
2 Balance
3 Hypocrite
4 The Hand That Rocks the Cradle
5 Remind My Soul
6 Front Steps
7 Feedback
8 Cooler Headz
9 Wreck Dem
10 Bone Crusher
11 Woman II
12 Always Bet on Ak
13 Limelight
14 Time
15 Here and Now
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