Lyrics:
power is your belief
Be strong and be proud
On your way to victory
Ride out and carry onward
Give your heart to the brothers of war
Ride now. In battle
?? hoes, don't doze cause the mic goes
pop, when I rock all these silly psychoes
But that's another matter, this ain't a love chatter
So I can ??
Yeah, another special from Flipmode Records
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah here we go!
Streets! Flipmode baby, yeah check it Busta Bus baby
Yeah, Rah
I wear my emotions on my sleeve you know what I'm saying
I've always been like that, my whole life, man
If I fuck with you, I'm all the way out there
diggin', uh check it
I bring the butter, huh
Make you wanna creep up on one another, huh
I'm mad sharp like a box cutter, huh
I got the fam' rollin'
you by your crackhead neck
Take you back to Egypt where you'll learn respect
And on one knee and through one way
You'll follow out the path
hear-a
Murder, the end of another life
By a drunk in a car, or a gun fight
Now that's wrong but the bullshits right
And day by day, we losin more babies
for today?
Ha ha! Tell me, did you ever find a way
to make that money real quick - well I got an idea
"So what's the idea?" Computer chip!
Here's
when we were youngsters
me and little brother
slip out the bedroom window
slide down that gutter
made our way
through the darkness
through the alleys
long days
I had less than long days
You ain't help me turn no pages
I did this by my damn self
I had to get my name lit
Thought I had a mud brother, why
you need judge another it is but haste
You give no resolve ending life with waste
I've got a better way and I suggest you taste
Call this 'Peace pipe'
gettin' rocked by they buildings
And brothers, 'cross the board gettin' knocked by the millions
The stress, got me ignitin' the potent marijuana leaf
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I
tougher than penicillin
From the block where the crooked cops killin' like a villain
Children, in the hood gettin' rocked by they buildings
And brothers
rocked by they buildings
And brothers, 'cross the board gettin' knocked by the millions
The stress, got me ignitin' the potent marijuana leaf
Tryin'
brothers
another one bites the dust
stick em up, pickin and kickin em up
dirty indeed, breathe, puff
where do we go when we do what we do
gimme lickety
much for one human to think about
Chewed him up and then she just spit him out
'Til they figured out a better
Way to get it out
Pour me up another
why, the way I grind it's no wonder I
I seen a river flood my mother eyes
I gotta be there for my brother I
Can't leave him sleeping on the streets
This
his attitude way too bad Cause a lot of shit I couldn't speak on
Hear em say fuck the sails brothers No remorse if I want em gone
They see hating be
golden diggers
Steady talking bout her brothers
Told her I don't know them niggas
Middle man was in the way
Had to crop em out the picture
Ask me why I put
living
I'm tired of the way that I been feeling inside
Don't tell me that you my brother if I know you ain't gon ride
Don't tell me that you my girl if you
fiends shoppin', I
Early morning fiends shoppin', I be gettin' they calls
Let em' know I'm out the way and I'll be back by tomorrow
This money shit cool,
em all
Bitch K, snitch K, nigga, free my brother, man
Shoot all rats all in they face for telling' on another man
Bang that Drac till I get tired, I'm
or your mother, your father,
Sister or brother, your friends or your lover that's listening to you
No one, I said as I was answering this kid,
Who walked
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