Verse 1:
Come and take a ride with me through the city of dreams / And let me drop a story about Fatima Al-Amin / She's 19 / Palestinian Queen / But she's from my people in the ghetto never seen /
So nobody hears the stories of her struggling / there's banging at the door / Sorry Mama they had guns I had to let them in / I couldn't bring myself to pick up a stone / Cuz I remember last week you brought the bones of my baby brother home /
And I cry myself to sleep every night / I wanna grow up but bullets keep on dancing in the moonlight / everybody around / they clowns / no one cares / politicians and people say they listen / don't nobody care /
There aint no way to bring no sense to the pain / everyday the same thing / they killin us in the sun / we killin them in the rain / Everybody be sayin we need to be spraying while praying / but nobody be praying / they just be spraying / so please..
Chorus:
Come ride with me to the city of dreams / on a Magic Carpet Ride / (everything is fine, no imaginary lines, no one dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine so...) /
Come ride with me to the city of dreams / can't you see that we dying now / hands up praying walls come down. /
Verse 2:
It's 3:00 in the morning and Fatima can't sleep / she hears the gunshots / precious little girl doesn't make a peep / she's heard it all before / every since she could remember / dead bodies on the floor / but she don't care cuz its December / and Fatima's turnin 20 today / it's only five o'clock but she gotta get up to pray / true to her faith / and she can't wait to go to school to see her friends / PLEASE GOD / let me make it past the bullets and explosions /
Fatima's on her way forgot to kiss her mama goodbye / but she had no idea / took a bullet through her eye / her little body hit the floor without a quiver / lying in a pool of blood so deep George Bush would shiver /
Now mama's only got one child left / and daddy went crazy cuz two of his babies are gone / theres gonna be nuthin left / He's a desperate man dreaming of the heaven-sent / smiling cuz his last son just turned into a Militant /
Chorus:
Come ride with me to the city of dreams / on a Magic Carpet Ride / (everything is fine, no imaginary lines, no one dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine so...) /
Come ride with me to the city of dreams / can't you see that we dying now / hands up praying walls come down. /
Verse 3:
So now shorty thinks he's a man at 17 / screaming MUJAHIDEEN / all he wants to do is be free from the pain that he's seen / but he can't cuz little homie knows the truth / He ain't got no future cuz all they shooting is the youth /
So he straps up with a rag around his face / he's got his flag in the sky / gotta collide / my head held high / got a Mack-11 / and an AK-47 by his side / ain't no other way MotherF***er Ride Till I Die! /
Now stop the story / I need to blaze and contemplate / I be patiently waiting while time be racing / My assassination ain't too far away / Cuz I know how the future gets told / There's a coffee shop on a crowded block / its where my story will unfold /
Excuse me can I have a triple mocha latte / You don't know this but Im about to stop this Par-tay / Is that for here or to go? / It don't matter bitch I got a bomb on my chest and it's about to explode / You stole my soul... /
Chorus:
Come ride with me to the city of dreams / on a Magic Carpet Ride / (everything is fine, no imaginary lines, no one dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine so...) /
Come ride with me to the city of dreams / can't you see that we dying now / hands up praying walls come down. /
Breakdown:
Everyday we rise and we fall / but we know / Ain't nobody stand through it all / and they know / Ain't no way we always be wrong / but we know / ONE DAY we gonna rise through it all / but for now time's froze...
