Windows - CMA

Empty walls, and nothing’s moving

Useless time lies in the corners

Not a sound to start a thought

Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

Sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

I remember the rainy days

Mom would drop me off at school in a bucket

It was around the 3rd grade

Melting crayons on the furnace, playing «heads up, seven up»

Boy I was learning and I felt great

I had an Incredible Hulk lunchbox

A Michael Jackson jacket, three-stripe socks

Right before the first pair of Jordans came out

Every year I had a Valentine, she would shoot my game out

To work that pain out I’d eat a gang of candy

Cherry clan, Zots, lots you understand me?

My teeth were rotten, always at the dentist

My dad played The Police, I was his music apprentice

He drove a Cutlass, a 7-deuce dropped

Didn’t know what he had though, I’m tellin you pop

If I could take it back to 80-something

I’d let some sun in, but you made us toughen

Sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

Mom said tough love, dad drank the bottle up

Sixth grade and candy’s not enough

Mom bought me a snare drum

I beat it but I didn’t get it yet

When they split, I was prepared

In school I failed mathematics

Friends made sense still, couldn’t get the girls but I had some status

Commodore, computer literate a little bit

Moved to the east of the 'O'

Now I can feel a little grin under my toes

None of my woes were too large

But through any bit of hardship, character grows

Hip-hop's staring me in the nose

This block’s preparing me for what was chose

A rose out of concrete’s real

I’ve seen it happen before

Trade in my speech for a meal

Traded in raindrops for sunrays

Turned in 'no ways' into 'some ways'

Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

Little Tommy lived on Victor

Next came little sister

I used to be an only child, now you see me jealous

I was one of the nappy headed, sports-playing fellas

Couldn’t tell us nothin unless you was a coach

I had a roach, a few but my parents wasn’t broke

But broken in the union so I guess I got some hopes

So I guess I had support from that double income

Mama went to school to be a nurse and bring funds

Into the household like pops did

While she was taking classes at El Camino College

While I was extra baggage

The extra mouth to manage in the Christmas gets the package

For a latchkey kid who never thought he’d make it happen

The 80's started crackin, my neighborhood was blastin

So my folks moved us out of that zone to face the challenge of change

Without a damn, I doubt I’d be the same

But I’d probably stand the rain 'til the sun shined again

Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

So it’s bye bye Inglewood, hello Mid-City hood

The colors done changed now, I really wanna spree how

Corduroy’s, Fila’s, & snakeskin belts

Got bell-bottom girls in the Sergio Tacchini’s

I went to John Purvis, first girly was a meanie

Cheated on me with a dude that used to go to UNI

My confidence was puny so I let this cutie do me

Ruined me trust in females and such

I never really bounced back from that

So it’s rough on, any relationship I’ve had since that day

Or any hesitation of why not to play

Or reasons this cold heart is desperate for rays

Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight

Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door

And the window holds no sight