Lyrics:
Hook
God forbid we pray
Bow our heads, hit our knees and have some faith
Lets not do the one thing that takes away the pain
No lets not say his name, out
thought we could run the globe
But y'all punching the missile code
All that machismo's old boy, it got to go
We need to unify it really so these seeds can
knowledge that you can't get a hoe
Cause the game is so not toe
Promoters took away our tour
Negative press made them insecure
And you wonder why you never
the Geto Boys
Can you believe those hypocrites
Who distribute Guns 'n' Roses but not our shit
And they say we're a racist act
Ain't that the pot
say shit to me, Alhamdulillah
It's strictly by faith that we made it this far
her kids
Out of the South Bronx
My Parents made arrangements
And send us to our Aunt
So, in the Summer of 86
We moved further uptown
In kinship
late my
Eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so temperamental, it's mental
I get money but you still see me in a rental
Shaking the petrol pump
Because she still feels the most at
Peace when she's by the
Sea my grandma and dad still get
Drunk and sing Luis Miguel
In the kitchen we found our
Favorite
quick
You don't want them boys at your crib
About six
Ready to let out a clip
Like "Rap about this"
My crew is like your audience
We clap about shit
We
ain't tryna have your city on fire
Put some respect on our name, we come from gold and diamonds
Fight the power (fight the power)
Fight the power (we
Wouldn't stop it if we could, it's a hood thing
And now I'm like a major threat
'Cause I remind you of the things you were made to forget
Bring the noise
If you made it this far I appreciate you listening
This next song I was 22 when I made this shit
Still living in my mama house so
Once again I was in
taught by race,
If i had my way, history wouldn't need to be taught by race,
But the way this world is set up, the first thing you see is my black face,
bad boy shit
Then get to squealin'
Bitch made catchin' feelin'
Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
wouldn't just hear music
They would see geography and yes
It made me well known
Which brings me to our little
Chat over breakfast in SoHo, we talked about
sun down to sun up
This what they taught us from a young age
We was put here people
That’s why they follow us the way they
Do because we made it
Intro:
Still strugglin, still hustlin, tryin to get my money on
Fresh outta retirement, you know I ain't tryin to fall off,
Too $hort records, we
, the right song
Let's shoot this movie and put the shit on repeat
I hope this Mary's not making you fall asleep
Before we hit the road, put our phones
I'm walking up you be tucking your chain
We out for blood I be making it rain
Keep talking shit you'll get hit with the blade
Pick up a brick I ain't
and this is my longest song
And now the problems are we weren't getting along good enough
At least that's what I think. I love her so much, I love pink
I
want to be higher
Just want to spit fire
So ima hit this mugwort
And teleport
To thwart
Wars that you support
Till your empire falls
We lost our
this my game
All the wicked shit is coming out of my brain
This is my girl, music is my dame
If you can get it I'ma keep it P.I., mane
Why not share
no saint either I feel that I'm even doing wrong by using this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
[Trick Daddy]
You know y'all going
even doing wrong by usin this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
You know y'all going to mess around and complain about slavery that was
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