Newton's 3rd

Ain’t no overnight success stories

Just Pain & glory

ups & downs

Pushing through struggle

Is how I earned my crown

Little city big dreams

Crack era was mean

Never slang it

Cause one of my big bros

Was a fiend

Caught between…..

 the street shit

& Malcom X speeches

Ain’t never been to jail

But would visit & write frequent

Upstate road trips

Mini van mostly chicks

Fixing their hair

As we Pulled up to that barbed wired fence

CO’s yelling threatening

Everyone with detention

If we try to hand the inmates

Any drugs or any weapons

Your directed to what

Looked like a lunchroom to wait

Staring at the door

Looking for your loved ones face

I was 12 lookin at fate

If I ain’t walk straight

Felt like shit leaving without him

When they closed that gate

To the young’ns

Actin like shit is sweet

When it ain’t

Shit can go left in a blink

Before you Act it out before they think

Hook:

To every action There’s a reaction

To every action There’s a reaction

To every action There’s a reaction

While serving

What would be his last bid

Dave was shakin

Out his sleep, by a voice

He couldn’t have…… mistaken

He jumped from his bed

To confirm what he was hearing

No lie, you could hear some of

The inmates cheering

-Like a celebrity had come

To perform or something

-Despite the adoration from the crowd

Dave was disgusted

The voice grew closer

Till his eyes confirmed

A Short dark skinned man

with grey hair had emerged

Hands raised as to celebrate

His royal return

To an oh too familiar location to serve

Him & Dave locked eyes

This is where it gets scarier

Despite seeing his sons face

He never broke character

no fear of doing time

-Institutionalized

he was just as comfortable inside

For years that would fuck with

Dave’s conscience

Imagine prison being the only thing

You & your father had in commonHook:

To every action There’s a reaction

To every action There’s a reaction

To every action There’s a reaction