Lyrics:
yo' life
I should've took Dr. Dre's advice
[Chorus]
Black Wall Street for life
Only fuck with you on two occasions
When I'm out of my mind
Tongue kissing
Tongue kissing now
So alive when the band are by your side
So ever grateful for the nights I cried
Forever broken minds, so unified
on the air you fear Casper
Eyes watch but it never works
Out for stare masters
I'm judged, every year after I hear laughter
Invade your mind, your ear captured
on the streets deceased
Lookin' through my high school yearbook
Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took
One homie, two homie, three homies, poof
We used
at seventeen
Shortly after my mama got stabbed by fuckin' around in the streets
But she still breathin'
Which gives me a reason to believe in a higher power
and all the fussing and fighting
But those days came and went by like lightning
If there was a way to go back to those days I'd find it
And I'd sit
Asorted flavours, in they solatos
Inspire young minds, stacked by Nato's
With the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water with bricks
gets me goin' now
Never sell, never sold
Live by the code now
Never tell, never told
Darts I throw
Like Clyde with the finger roll
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
crates
To a postcode
At the end of the road
Tucked away alone
No signs out shown
And I worry
Do I live in your mind
As your held in mine
Cradled by
Vested by laws perpetuating your cause
Bombs Over Tulsa Rosewood, Charleston
450 Years we still here I'm pissed
And this is for the missed
Died without
And the hate that you give
Is the hate that you get
Hood niggas don't know what love is
So by the book of the streets we live
And the hate that you
circumstance but life goes on
When you're fighting to survive
Sometimes I guess you've got the right to be wrong
A rose by any other name is known
As the Lily
kids in thirty years have gained the upper hand
Tomorrow s soldier is on the street
Jeans to the knee boots on his feet
Tomorrows soldiers first
The revolution
The revolution is here
The revolution
The revolution is here
Black lives matter
Black lives shattered
For years we've been enslaved in different
niggas hear their final tick
but that don't mean my minds sick
just cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
when trees by the p's
and fuckin fine fee's
niggas hear their final tick
but that don't mean my minds sick
just cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
when trees by the p's
and fuckin fine fee's
the streets
Take your hearts in the hands and fight on our beats
We'll never rest until we die again
Keep fighting for your mind
Wake up! This time you need
[2Pac]
Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggaz know what time it is
live says you ain't a Brit
They're deportin' our people and it makes me sick
'Cause they were broken by the country that they came to fix
It's like
[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"
they crib
Trying to fix
Wonder and wish
They fighting against
Everything that they miss
Searching for something to live
When the world's too big
They
CONTROL?
NOW YOU SHOULD KNOW YOU’RE ALIVE
ON YOUR OWN, FREE YOURSELF, FREE YOUR SOUL
YOU’VE BEEN FIGHTING ALL THESE YEARS
NOW YOU LIVE AGAIN AND AGAIN,
CONTROL?
NOW YOU SHOULD KNOW YOU’RE ALIVE
ON YOUR OWN, FREE YOURSELF, FREE YOUR SOUL
YOU’VE BEEN FIGHTING ALL THESE YEARS
NOW YOU LIVE AGAIN AND AGAIN,
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