Lyrics:
One fight
My people unite, hop up and do it right
Do it right ya'll, keep it tight ya'll, do it right ya'll, just do it
[Shabaam Sahdeeq]
Blood on they
The cheddar is stretching
Like cheese
Jesus
I want all my prayers to be answered
Some people are cancer
I want them to go
Everyday is a new face
And some people
experiencing it are often intimidated by
And it’s something that black people have
And then as Black women I think it’s this type of magic
That It’s almost
say, comin' in, my brothers gotta pass away
Before we come together and pray, God is the way
One of my sisters ran astray, jail with my people is
alive
Easy come, easy go
Keep in mind the key to grow
Is holding on to each his own
Repeating for the need to know
I believe in though
Waiting for
ain't no party for my people we need gang ties
Come together unify then organize some shit for yourself
We need some black capitol not federal funded
write my lyrics I’m becoming more intelligent
I’m in my element, go look up my irrelevance
But ima keep on rhyming till I die of overdevelopment
But
keep flowing
Keeping this going, I'm taking this back to hop scotch
When we use to pack the wax up in our skelly top
Everything was cool then so fun it
choose this race
Just make sure that you're keeping up
Keep yo head up
Go spend a dime and tumble up
I keep my purpose in my head
B/c I'm never giving up
of Blackness
Everybody talkin' about keeping it real, huh
Well I got the real for ya
One time for your holy mind
Come on, hold on, yes
[Chorus]
Hold on,
follow your nose
When I pull up people so fresh in my ride
We smoke the best you can buy
Them niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us
Keep
Of where I'm at most of the time like
Kind of aloof and salty and
Also young and black
Last question there's a poem about you
Written in
1995 by your family
Emphatically no!
Mathematically that just don't go
See me and my people been lost for over 400 years
and done tried this Mystery God
And all we
working through all of the serpentine
The devils disciple that stifle our plans for freedom
If wee keep conforming to all these laws set by the demons
of a GTO like a pimp
In a stinking Lincoln rocking the pinkest mink
Keeping his eye on that sneaky hoe
Counting easy dough tryna keep it low
If you ain't
people got no defence
It's all twisted
The globe's gone crazy and it seems we're all lazy and the vision is hazy
But we are keeping it together, keep it
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
to round
Keep them up, go pound for pound
Use it all for strength to knock them out
From the head and onto the canvas
With blood sweat and tears I've become
don't fuck with jail, lil' nigga
Anybody 'round me pay the bail and go get 'em
Hope that hatin' shit working out (uh)
The black and the white people
colosseum
My tired liar eyes are hypnotized by people’s lives seeming grim
Repetition, repetition time and space continuum
Time loop, stuck in a cycle like
some therapy
Inner me don’t wanna be the same
He say
Honestly my world keeps turning
Even though I wish it would burn
Get up, get up, come and take
tired liar eyes
Are hypnotized by people's lives seeming grim
Repetition, repetition
Time and space continuum
Time loop, stuck in a cycle
Like a sim
to know you
Hold your baggage out the car window and let it go
Honestly my world keeps turning
Even though I wish it would burn down
Get up, get up, come
Nothing replaces listening to the music we loving
And people keep shoving and rushing tell they come in
That's why I'm making music
To prove it, I can suit
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