I’m trying to rebuild the community
In which I will one day die
My hood is your hood
And your hood is mine
Jumping over barricades
Ducking yellow police tape
Tiptoe past white chalk
Fanning gunsmoke out my face
My vision is pigeon-toed no more
We need help down here
Supporting Cali streets
Like we all in New York
Trying to rebuild the community
In which I will one day die
My hood is your hood
And your hood is mine
L.A. got Twin Towers too
Packed with poets like me and you
That’s me you see on the sidelines
Asking questions
Walking infants to safety
Passing out first aid
On a bull horn
Going hoarse
Trying to rebuild the community
In which I will one day die
My hood is your hood
And your hood is mine
Horseback riding the Metro
With the freeway as a lasso
Hog-tied in harmony
From Beverly Hills to Baldwin Park
Encino to East L.A.
It don’t matter where you stay
Love’s gonna get there someday!
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