CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Higher Learning
O.C. & PF Cuttin - “Higher Learning”
Mmm. Rock and a hard place. Uh. Check it out
What am I do to? I’m broke with my back to the wall
Don’t have a clue, felonies stop me from getting jobs
Dropping to my knees, asking God for a little push
Peripherals off, pride’s opposite of feeling good
The unem-
-ployment rate’s high for the simple fact them numbers on a
Very big scale affect me and many others
Short on skills—hell—but I know them streets well
Left with very few options, I’m forced to steal and robbing
Resorting to two strikes, risking my freedom. It was
Army or jail in the ‘70s, now it’s neither
‘Cause of my skin, persecuted was kin. Even
Now, like then, designed for us not to win—nah
Got a rope and mask and a revolver, no co-
-defendant, for dolo, stolen whip around the corner. That trap
Corner’s my target. On the rooftop with goggles, modern-day
Robin Hood robbing solicitors for their dollars. “Yo
Better me than them cops. f**kers, lay on the ground
Face-flat, don’t make a sound. Y’all know what this is
Now wait about a minute to get up, no less, or your
Momma’s gonna be wearing that black dress.” Ayyo (Yo)
Mmm. Rock and a hard place. Uh. Check it out
What am I do to? I’m broke with my back to the wall
Don’t have a clue, felonies stop me from getting jobs
Dropping to my knees, asking God for a little push
Peripherals off, pride’s opposite of feeling good
The unem-
-ployment rate’s high for the simple fact them numbers on a
Very big scale affect me and many others
Short on skills—hell—but I know them streets well
Left with very few options, I’m forced to steal and robbing
Resorting to two strikes, risking my freedom. It was
Army or jail in the ‘70s, now it’s neither
‘Cause of my skin, persecuted was kin. Even
Now, like then, designed for us not to win—nah
Got a rope and mask and a revolver, no co-
-defendant, for dolo, stolen whip around the corner. That trap
Corner’s my target. On the rooftop with goggles, modern-day
Robin Hood robbing solicitors for their dollars. “Yo
Better me than them cops. f**kers, lay on the ground
Face-flat, don’t make a sound. Y’all know what this is
Now wait about a minute to get up, no less, or your
Momma’s gonna be wearing that black dress.” Ayyo (Yo)
