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All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?

Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I

the desert
But you're brothers for the blood that you shed
Oh, how many, will celebrate your ending
How many that you left in pain
You widowed wives, you stole

White Man'z World

2Pac

The 7 Day Theory

1996

like us)
(To be the have-nots, all hail)
(God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin' doubt)

We must fight, for brother Mumia
We

Yeah
Blingidi (brrr)
(Bobby Lee, make it rain, boy) Blingidi blingidi bop, mamela (pew)
Woah (pew, pew, pew)
He is my brother (that nigga creeping)

Louder than blowin’ the god’s Shankha that shakes the ground
I’m thunderin’ your circle, rollin’ with hellhounds
Y’all squared up, later they’re spinnin’

If you're gonna talk shit, have some ammo, that's all I'm saying
I'm not Ernest Hemingway and I won't hunt you down and personally kick your ass if you

missing ever since
MIA
In MIA
Roaming like I'm castaway
Trying to live life day by day
Coupe leaning like a fadeaway
Y'all too focused on dossiers
Hundred

Live at the Barbecue

Main Source

Wild Pitch Classics

1994

come at all and not be ready
That's what separates me from the petty
MC's gas themselves by drinking too much Getty
And get torn the fuck up like

You can't see my vision in twenty twenty
Not again would I put someone else above me
Cause I started off all on my own
And I'm the only one that's

a method to this shit you understand?"
It goes wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off
Wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off
Brother man took me by the hand
Told me that

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought

more than that
Yeah, I know, I
Hey, hey, yeah

No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man
You ain't no kin to me, a fact (whoa)

me more than that
Yeah, I know, I
Hey, hey, yeah

No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man
You niggas ain't no kin to me,

Golden Boy
By Corey Jantzen & Jesse Jantzen 
 
“I’ll tell you this: In any fight, it’s the guy who’s willing to die who’s gonna win  that inch. And I

Fly Fo Life

Suga Free

Street Gospel

1997

what I'm sayin
The method of detectin niggaz all up in yo' game
can never be done, if you continue to remain
a victim in life, for the fact that love

thoughts stay drowned
in the shot that I took to the head
Man I'm Ernest like lead
Yeah
Gon break bread on the beat
Yo I ain't no Jesus but you gonna follow

inside of me
And I'm Ernest every day, Hemmingway on the mic
Gotta write

Farewell to These Arms
I'm the Old Man by The Sea 
I never mean no harm 
Only

is covered up in dirt
Damn, it fucking hurts
Dreams of pushing Ranges, then he landed in a hearse
Being judged by all these strangers, I ain't standing

I Need You

Dan Bern

Fleeting Days

2003

But all it means to me is that you're further out of reach
Everywhere is sand and sun blue sky, water too 
I need you 

The Spanish moss is hanging

on a nigga nah we ain't never had that, round here
Elm & jean bitch we all here
Niggas sipping drank eating steak wearing lounge gear playa shit
Gettin too

my life I've had to see to Believe
All I'm seeing is demeaning
Feeling battered by demons
They screaming
Telling me that I'm worthless
They striping

more suitable
Cause I'm the brother that
Makes black so beautiful
I ain't slippin or down with a head trip
I'm talkin to all the Bloods
And all the Crips

brothers yea we back outside
Lookin for the sisters with them nice thick thighs
Pretty eyes watchin when that porche pass by
Weed legal too we smokin pack

got my brothers in arms
I got my brothers in arms arms arms arms

Come as we are
We brothers in arms
Blessed by the best so the luck was a charm
Rest