Brad Walrond - Everyday Lyrics

Balls deep inna da flatbush extension
We was born again inside a Jacob Lawrence painting
North of the Mason Dixon Line
Who are the natives?
The ones whose offering we remember
Their sacrifice wont to forget
The Lenape, beaver, cushaw squash, yucca fruit
Domino's sugar, Greg Tate, Juniors cheese cake
Ray's famous pizza
Roti, j'ouvert, and the Puerto Rican Day parade
Maduros, Black Rock Coalition
Matzo ball, pastrami and hot corn soup
Sweet mother of god Madonna
Does not know how to vogue
Every day every day every day
Sidewalks echolocate egg shell adidas
And beat box cheekbones
Wutang, Living Colour, Tamara, Sandra St. Victor
Sophia Ramos, the Family Stand
Patti Smith, Biggie Smalls, Soul Sonic Force
Tables turn whip R&B, ABBA, afrobeat and the conga
Into stiff peaks
Dub beats break rock in a Paradise Garage
Larry Levan's dance floor wraps concrete round its rhythm
Every day every day every day
Iron horses teeter totter and screech
High gloss hormones in heat
Ambition correlate with rent parties
Slow money run the wall street laundromat
Pockets pick the hard won grit oiled into afros
Red-lit inflated egos of would be matadors
The air down here is a freestyle cypher
Streaming lyrics onto the droplets of mothers dreams
The three train is a river
Run free in Brooklyn
Fed everyday by the blood of living and dead
Gods, daughter, and sons
Dreams whet with want perish the future
Every day everyday everyday