Talk To Me - Lyrics - MTA2: Baptized In Dirty Water - David Banner

Title: Talk To Me
Album: MTA2: Baptized In Dirty Water
Artist: David Banner
Composer(s): Lavell W Crump, Wesley Eric Weston

Lyric:
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch

Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch

The cracker smacker, the heat packer, the car-jacker
The if you don't come off ya shit, then click-clack and blaka-blaka
The bitch smacker, the cash, the dough
The confetti get bustin', to feel in your head
Your blood, drip in a mug
Poppin' the slugs
Me I just don't give a high fuck
'Bout none of y'all, or ball

Flip, give him a call
On the celly, then it's on
War until your gone
Til' you die, decease
Fuck it bitch ain't no peace
Ain't no makin' up
Bustin' this 9 motherfucker
Until it's breakin' up

I told y'all bitches that I'm clickin'
I'm flippin' these swankies
Buckin' at a like I'm spankin'
Like the way I fucked yo baby mama nigga you should thanked me
What it is, handle yo biz, I'm all off in yo crib
With your miss, the father of yo kids, is right here!

Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch

Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, uh
Don't get your nose-broke
(Nose broke!)
Don't get your eye split
(Eye split!)
I hate you scary ass rappers that be talkin' shit
You, fuck around and make me pull that tech and leave you wet boy
Three hours later I'm at the club in my vetted boy
I get respect boy, I'll break your neck boy

They love my style from the east to the west boy
I keep a pistol for haters
We put them spinners on gators
Fuck all the braggin' and boastin'
I'll leave you gaggin' and chokin'
You think I'm jokin', I'm not
I'll go to war for my niggaz
Unless I die, I'll testify I'd go to court for my niggaz

I'm from the land of the trill
Where perpetrators get killed
Around my way my nigga
That's how we live

Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch

Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch

(Uh, yeah!, uh, uh)
Yeah you talk it but you don't mean it
You got pussy bitch, and I seen it
And I smell it and inhale all the dro' that niggaz a hoe
Don't ask me to hit my weed, don't ask me to hit my drank
We the best collaboration nigga fuck what you thank
Like fiend on a tape, whomp whomp muthafucka!

And yo momma smoke crack, 'cuz she's a cheap dick sucka
We got peanut-butter on 'lacs, from Texas to the jack
And we keep heaters and milli-miters
'Cuz we don't like the way y'all act
And it's ha-ha-ha-ha-haa, I'm knowin' where you are
I'm cockin' back my pistol, and I'm bustin' at ya car

Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch

Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch

Get buck motherfucker, get buck
(Bitch, yeah!)
Get buck motherfucker, get buck, give a fuck
(Bitch, yeah!)
(Lay it down)
South side bitch
(Lay it down)
(Lay it down)
(Lay it down)
(Lay it down)
...

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Let'S Go To War - Lyrics - Drama

Title: Let'S Go To War
Artist: Drama
Composer(s): Alphonso Jordan, Lorenzo Jordan, Demetrius L Stewart, T Cook

Lyric:
(What, what, what)
Huh, it's time to separate all the trio
From the Bustas, you heard me
Drama, ahh

Let's go to war, let's go to war
Let's go to war with these bust ass niggas
Let's go to war, let go to war, let go to war
Let go to war with these bust ass niggas

Jump when I say jump, go when I say go
Tura gots the loot with the K's on my check
I scrap with grenade, 'cause in the south niggas don't play
And every nigga that I know keep a chopper on K

What's gon happen is gon happen, so fuck now stop jacking
That's why you stop jacking, nigga all clikk clacking
I told you once, I told you twice, that y'all niggas ain't ready for me
I hear you talking shit, but pussy nigga I ain't worried

But now they like my dick
I take the help and keep it whipping
'Cause deep down south fifth ward niggas ain't scrap
Who need the name of Drama putting it louder on the map

Slap it like a pig, so you hater best sit, 'cause if you don't sit it down
Now, bust on Busta Rhymes, for nigga it's either or
But nigga I'm screaming war, choppers and K's
Fully loaded automatic, so fuck all the static

Let's go to war, let's go to war
Let's go to war with these bust ass niggas
Let's go to war, let go to war, let go to war
Let go to war with these bust ass niggas

Yo, you short a deal nagging me to my enemies
Leaving nigga booted live abused and stared
I'm bitching like Al Capone, my AK at crack of dawn
[Incomprehensible]

He told me, my momma pussy and came out screaming war
My daddy he couldn't be found so I was neglected low
They say drama you ain't right, they say that I'm dead wrong
But if I'm niggas cross me I'm cracking they fucking dome
Go off like a time bomb

But drama I beat it, now Peter Peter the pussy eater
I'm packing a millimeter, they's call me the fucking heater
'Cause I'm leaving niggas wrong, put a tag on that nigga toe
'Cause he'll never breathe again
(Okay)

Drop to my knee, asking Peter if he'll forgive my sins
The sins that I committed, I plotted before I did it
I'm looking at seventy plus, 'cause it was premeditated
The witness he never made it, 'cause I'm leaving nigga faded

Be straightened by playa haters, them bustas they wanna do
But I bar none 'cause I'm the 2000 John Wayne
Talk the talk, nigga let's walk the walk
And better worry pussy nigga, let's go to war

Let's go to war, let's go to war
Let's go to war with these bust ass niggas
Let's go to war, let go to war, let go to war
Let go to war with these bust ass niggas

Well, if it's on, it's on, well if it's on, it's on
Well, if it's on, it's on fuck nigga bring it on
Well, if it's on, it's on, well, if it's on, it's on
Well, if it's on, it's on fuck nigga bring it on

If you want some, get some, bad enough take some
Want some, get some, bad enough take some
Want some, get some, bad enough take some
Want some, get some, bad enough take some

Scrap up nigga, scrap up nigga, scrap up nigga it's time to go to war
Scrap up nigga, scrap up nigga, scrap up nigga it's time to go to war
Scrap up nigga, scrap up nigga, scrap up nigga it's time to go to war

What cha talking 'bout nigga, what cha talking 'bout
So what cha talking 'bout nigga, what cha talking 'bout
So what cha talking 'bout nigga, what cha talking 'bout
So what cha talking 'bout nigga, what cha talking 'bout

So what cha saying nigga, so what cha saying nigga
So what cha saying nigga y'all nigga 'bout talk
So what cha saying nigga, so what cha saying nigga
So what cha saying nigga y'all nigga 'bout talk

So what cha saying nigga, so what cha saying nigga
So what cha saying nigga y'all nigga 'bout talk
So what cha saying nigga, so what cha saying nigga
So what cha saying nigga fuck now stop jacking

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My Mind Right - Lyrics - Memphis Bleek

Title: My Mind Right
Artist: Memphis Bleek
Composer(s): Shawn Carter, Malik Cox, Lalo Schifrin, Dwight Grant, Richard Grant

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Lyric:
DJ Clue
New Memphis Bleek
Understand what this shit right here is about
Understand what this shit right here is about
From Marcy
Understand me, yeah, yo

This for the streets and you know I ain't goin' nowhere
Get your guns out who want it with Memphis yeah
I'ma make you understand why I do what I do
Why I keep my hat tilt, and my doorag too

I'm a thug, my heart pump gangsta shit
I fuck with her, she my gangsta bitch
My wrists don't freeze, glocks'll squeeze
Whole click got a watch, droppin' keys

And I want the block back
You niggas had your run, we'll stop that, you better watch this cat
I done came up, and fuck bringin' your name up
It's beef I'ma see you, and bang 'til you hang up

Your life on line, but here's the truth
You ain't hype to die, but you hype to shoot
You let the Henny talk for you, you really a bitch
Why the D's know your name 'cuz you really a snitch

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

'Memph Bleek Is', back for the streets
Knowin' that 'Coming of Age', controllin' the creep
Put in work on these streets, bustin' my heat
Dodgin' the D's, you know it's a margin between me

And only a few fit in, your lifestyle's written
So who you supposed to be, play your position
I used to write to the wall, about the Porsche
Now I write for the house and the rob report

I used to think, Bleek and the baddest bitch
Now the, baddest bitch is a average bitch
All I need her is for head and to stash my lead
Push my V, take this key to Hempstead

And you run through backwoods, I twist backwoods
And greenery, sha shoo with heavy machinery
You know exactly who these streets belong to
B.I.G. done warned you and I'ma run up on you, nigga

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

Ayo I think I'm the best, from coast to coast
I'm above rap cats, they know what I gross
What they make from they album, I do at my show
Your advance is what, I spent that when I was broke

I ship gold, you better watch me now
Many middle in this game, at the top I'm found
I wanted these cats, reppin' my hood, then go back
Be on the same old bench, with the same old rap

I'm from Marcy, you see them cars we buy
Seats up, smoke blunts, with my concubine
Twin, P-89 for you two fake faggits
Tucked under the lining of the Roc-A-Wear fabric

Fuck y'all, you know the squad be 'bout
Anything that involve dollar signs and accounts
It's the M dot E M P H man stop
I bought C a watch, next day I bought a house

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

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My Mind Right (Remix) - Lyrics - The Understanding - Memphis Bleek

Title: My Mind Right (Remix)
Album: The Understanding
Artist: Memphis Bleek
Composer(s): Shawn Carter, Malik Cox, Lalo Schifrin, Dwight Grant, Richard Grant

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Lyric:
DJ Clue
New Memphis Bleek
Understand what this shit right here is about
Understand what this shit right here is about
From Marcy
Understand me, yeah, yo

This for the streets and you know I ain't goin' nowhere
Get your guns out who want it with Memphis yeah
I'ma make you understand why I do what I do
Why I keep my hat tilt, and my doorag too

I'm a thug, my heart pump gangsta shit
I fuck with her, she my gangsta bitch
My wrists don't freeze, glocks'll squeeze
Whole click got a watch, droppin' keys

And I want the block back
You niggas had your run, we'll stop that, you better watch this cat
I done came up, and fuck bringin' your name up
It's beef I'ma see you, and bang 'til you hang up

Your life on line, but here's the truth
You ain't hype to die, but you hype to shoot
You let the Henny talk for you, you really a bitch
Why the D's know your name 'cuz you really a snitch

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

'Memph Bleek Is', back for the streets
Knowin' that 'Coming of Age', controllin' the creep
Put in work on these streets, bustin' my heat
Dodgin' the D's, you know it's a margin between me

And only a few fit in, your lifestyle's written
So who you supposed to be, play your position
I used to write to the wall, about the Porsche
Now I write for the house and the rob report

I used to think, Bleek and the baddest bitch
Now the, baddest bitch is a average bitch
All I need her is for head and to stash my lead
Push my V, take this key to Hempstead

And you run through backwoods, I twist backwoods
And greenery, sha shoo with heavy machinery
You know exactly who these streets belong to
B.I.G. done warned you and I'ma run up on you, nigga

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

Ayo I think I'm the best, from coast to coast
I'm above rap cats, they know what I gross
What they make from they album, I do at my show
Your advance is what, I spent that when I was broke

I ship gold, you better watch me now
Many middle in this game, at the top I'm found
I wanted these cats, reppin' my hood, then go back
Be on the same old bench, with the same old rap

I'm from Marcy, you see them cars we buy
Seats up, smoke blunts, with my concubine
Twin, P-89 for you two fake faggits
Tucked under the lining of the Roc-A-Wear fabric

Fuck y'all, you know the squad be 'bout
Anything that involve dollar signs and accounts
It's the M dot E M P H man stop
I bought C a watch, next day I bought a house

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before
I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before
You know the game and the name now I'm ready to war

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Ready To Meet Him - Lyrics - Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood - Dmx

Title: Ready To Meet Him
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Earl Simmons, Kaseem Dean

Lyric:
Let us, let us pray
I thank you Lord for my birth, and everything that's followed
I thank you Lord for today, and I will pray for tomorrow
I thank you Lord for the love of my life and a friend
I made a promise and I'm lovin' my wife till the end

I thank you Lord for your guidance, 'cause it's all that counts
And right here, right now? Lord, this is your house
I thank you Lord for a dream that came true to light
And I ask you to bless everybody, in this room tonight

I don't always do the right thing, and I ask you to forgive me
'Cause I need you here wit me, without you in my life, it's empty
I think back how some people did me like, violence was the remedy
And because I think of that now, I pray for my enemy

Not because of what I'll do, but because they don't know
There's somethin' better after here, and everybody, won't go
So I ask you to forgive them, and we'll hope they see
And I thank you for the love that, they've given to me

I will not abuse it, nor will I lead them astray
You see I love 'em like children, that I see everyday
And I pray, no, we pray, together
To get us through the bad weather, and we love you forever

Let your thought and my heart, go hand in hand
I first thought, but to start, but I stand a man
And for as long as I can, as long as you permit me
Please give me, the strength I need to live
Bear with me, amen

We each walk the path, that you've chosen
Yes

I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm livin' ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspectin' a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

Lord, you left me stranded, and I don't know why
Told me to live my life, now I'm ready to die
Ready to fly, I cry, but I shed no tears
You told me you would dead those fears, it's been years

Snakes still comin' at me, just missin'
Sometimes I think all you do with me is just listen
I thought that I was special, that's what you told me
Homey, stop actin' like you don't know me

What'd I do so bad that it sent you away from me?
Not only sent you away, but made you stay away from me?
My child I'm here, as I've always been
It is you who went away and now are back again

What did I say? Follow your word, and be true
What did you do? Well, what I wanted to do
What have you seen? Darkness and hell at a glance
What do you want? All I want is another chance

I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm livin' ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspectin' a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm livin' ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspectin' a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

Just because you went away, my doors are not locked
Wanna come back home? All you gotta do is knock
You see I left home a boy, but returned as a man
Full grown, and I'm still not able to stand

I gave you a hand, well, but I was lookin' the wrong way
Figured out the plan, then I started to pray
And that prayer, took me from here over there
Back to over here, now it got me like

Where do I belong, do I fit in?
Things on my mind, where do I begin?
It's easier to sin, but it hurts my heart
I'm really tryin' to win, so where do we start?

Thou shalt not steal, but what if he stole from me?
Thou shalt not kill, but what if he's tryin' to kill me?
Thou shalt not take my name in vain
No matter how hard it rains, withstand the pain

I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm livin' ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspectin' a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm livin' ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspectin' a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him, our father, who art in Heaven
I'm not ashamed to ask for guidance at twenty seven
No longer afraid to knock on your door
Not scared anymore to lose my life in the war

After what I just saw, I'm ridin' with the Lord
'Cause I really can't afford to lose my head by the sword
And now that I've seen, what I need to see
Please take me, where I need to be

What have you learned? It's better to tell the truth than to lie
What have you learned? To love my life until I die
What have you learned? Violence isn't always the key
What have you learned? You can't always believe what you see

What have you learned? It's better to forgive and forget
What have you learned? Give as you expect to get
What have you learned? That I can't go on without you
What have you learned? I musta been a fool to ever doubt you

I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm livin' ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspectin' a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm livin' ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspectin' a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him
I'm ready to meet him
I'm ready to meet him
I'm ready to meet him
I'm ready to meet him

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Tradin War Stories - Lyrics - All Eyez On Me - 2pac

Title: Tradin War Stories
Album: All Eyez On Me
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): James Brown, M Greenidge, Ricardo Thomas, M Beale, Tupac Shakur, Betty Newsome, Shawn A Thompson, K Cox, Mike Mosley

Lyric:
A military mind, nigga
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind, nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

Now can your mind picture a thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker
Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger?
Semi-automatic MAC-11 just to scare niggaz

Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born every day
And fear of man grow on trees
Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes
So niggaz whisper when they mention

Machiavelli was my tutor, Donald Goines, my father figure
Momma sent me to go play with the drug dealers
Hence forth, we thug niggaz and we came in packs
Every one of my niggaz strapped sippin' on yac

In the back, my AR-15
Thuggin' till I die, these streets got me cravin' Thorazine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin'
Fat as that ass that honey shakin', my niggaz

Tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

I bust a trey-trey, buggin' an' shit, they call it overthuggin' and shit
But I was just a younger nigga, gettin' older and lovin' this shit
But what was I doin' in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first
Facin' termination in the worst

But I figured to play the wall
To watch all these playa hatin' niggaz position for I could see 'em all
Made it up out of there, lucky to be here to tell you
But it'll never be a repeat, people, I'm tryin' to tell you

Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out, smokin' greenery
Considered a B.G., but I'm off in this game somethin' D-P
My eyes only see deez, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know-how well, how to do now by 18 turned out

And why I do it, the ridin' and smokin', collidin' with foes
In the worst place, y'all shouldn'ta fucked with us in the first place
Y'all real O.G.'s, droppin' game to the youngsters
Y'all don't want no funk
'Cause y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

I breaks 'em off with this gangsta war story tale
Stackin' loot up in the coupe that I protect with a Mack 12
Slap my clip in the chamber, fool, your life's in danger
No one will remain when I come through dumpin' insane

Call me Bowl of Major Pain, gun slangin' movin 'caine
I be the nigga that's pullin' the trigga
And dumpin' the hollow points in your brain
Mo' bigger balls that RuPaul, Thug Life ain't a ball
We bust that ass up against the wall
Never been no sign for men call

We bucks 'em down on the way to the ground
Ain't nuttin' but the hog in me
Bust off his dildo, killin' up hoes and keep mobbin' G
It ain't no callin' the funk off, don't be funkin' with my sawed off
Bust they dirty-ass drawers off
And had them bitch niggaz hauled off

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

My whole family been raised on shit, that ain't okay
Ain't nuttin' on this earth will make a nigga like me stay
I'm reminiscin' and catchin' flashbacks
When niggas ran up in my house
And I was too young to try to blast back

What happened then? No one would tell me since I was three
Heard that God took my peoples, now they livin' somewhere free
But fuck that, you got what's mine's and I want that
Never drop my guard, been on the squad, since ways back

And now I'm sittin', holdin' in anger because my parents missin'
Thuggin' Immortal we got some war stories for ya

Now look at me, straight Outlaw Immortal
Never gave a fuck 'cause I was nobody's daughter
Outlawin' from my tits to my clits, don't try to figure
'Cause the murderous tendencies in my mind
Can't be controlled, nigga

So who's the bigger, who's the quickest killer?
Would ya try to trip with my finger on that nine milla
When I got ya on K-94s
Prayin' to God as your life goes back and forth

We tradin' war stories Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes
We tradin' war stories

War stories, nigga, ha ha
What players do, Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz
Motherfuckin' Tupac a.k.a. Makaveli
Can you feel me?

Just so you know, it's on Death Row
My niggaz love that shit
Dramacydal in this motherfucker, heh heh heh
Yea, nigga

Shout out to my niggaz, Fatal and Felony
C-Bo, the bald head nut, what?

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World War - Lyrics - Krayzie Bone

Title: World War
Artist: Krayzie Bone
Composer(s): E Nordquist, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
This is combat, I don't think these niggaz really know
This shit is for real, this is not a game
So all my real motherfuckin' thugs get the fuck up

And put ya guns in the motherfuckin' air
And bust the motherfuckers like ya just don't care
And fuck the motherfuckin' police
And kill all the motherfuckin' enemies

Nigga come a little closer, let me show you a ho
What's up, bitch we can roll anybody wanna fuck with me
'Cause I'm down to fuck back with you
What you wanna do, huh, huh?

You say you wanna fight us, come fight us
We do it 'cuz it's real fuck a title
It's all about survival, dedicated to my rivals
And you could die ho, what they talkin' 'bout

Bone Thugs ran, nigga we never ever run from no man
And fear none if you see a clique of niggaz get the big gun
Pop one, spend a hun', bet the bitch run
He said, he came to get some, nigga, he ain't really want none
Don't let them suckas fool ya
(Nigga he ain't really want none)

Bustas won't do too much, I'll knock you out
That dumb shit comin' out ya mouth'll get ya nothin'
But a rematch, why these niggaz gotta lie?
They can't stand up and face the facts

Nigga your head got cracked, we heard what they said
Said that my niggaz fled but y'all niggaz know what's up
What? Y'all wanna shed more blood? Shit, then come on

World War
World War
World War
World War
(Now you know, now you know)

Nigga, bet our niggaz comin' to bring the pain
Better bring ya hard hat, nigga protect ya brain
Get a gun and bang bang
Tell me when ya really wanna battle

My nigga 'cuz we can handle that any way you wanna
Handle static, nigga, thug style, buck wild
Some tear up the club shit, whatever drop down
When the bullets get to jumpin' around

The playa haters on the ground, bleedin'
The 9-millimeter, hit him and he drop like, uh
Could it be ya life has been took?
No, not by the bullet but the nigga with the heater

I'm trigger happy, I'll be in demand, I'm in command
So let's move, now you know what the enemy look like
The clones that look and sound like Bone
Give a motherfucka more than Speedknots

And when he run up to get punked, give a nigga lumps
Y'all niggaz ain't mobsters 'cause if this was the mob
Somebody would've been shot ya
But we can get the hole out ya

Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh Bone
Too strong for niggaz to hold on, to keep up
But I see ya still wanna be us, no matter
Who was claimin' it first, it's who's the realest
(Realest)
Do not enlist if you not ready for war

World War
World War
World War
World War
(Now you know, now you know)

World War
World War
World War
World War
(Now you know, now you know)

World War
World War
World War
World War
(Now you know, now you know)

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For The Greater Good Of God - Lyrics - A Matter Of Life And Death - Iron Maiden

Title: For The Greater Good Of God
Album: A Matter Of Life And Death
Artist: Iron Maiden
Composer(s): Steven Harris

Lyric:
Are you a man of peace
Or a man of holy war?
Too many sides to you
Don?t know which anymore

So many full of life
But also filled with pain
Don?t know just how many
Will live to breathe again

A life that?s made to breath
Destruction or defense
A mind that?s vain, corruption
Bad or good intent

A wolf in sheep?s clothing
Or saintly or sinner
Or some that would believe
A holy war winner

They fire off many shots
And many parting blows
Their actions beyond a reasoning
Only God would know

And as He lies in Heaven
Or it could be in Hell
I feel He?s somewhere here
Or looking from below
But I don?t know, I don?t know

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well, tell me now what war is
Again, tell me what life is

More pain and misery
In the history of mankind
Sometimes it seems more like
The blind leading the blind

It brings upon us more
A famine, death and war
You know religion has
A lot to answer for

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well, tell me now what war is
Again, tell me what life is

And as they search to find
The bodies in the sand
They find its ashes that are
Scattered across the land

And as the spirits seem
To whistle on the wind
A shot is fired somewhere
Another war begins

And all because of it
You?d think that we would learn
But still the body count
The city fires burn

Somewhere there's someone dying
In a foreign land
Meanwhile the world is crying
Stupidity of man
Tell me why, tell me why

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well, tell me now what ware is
Again, tell me what life is

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well, tell me now what war is
Again, tell me what life is

For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God

For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well, tell me now what war is
Again, tell me what life is

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well, tell me now what war is
Again, tell me what life is

For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God

For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God
For the greater good of God

He gave his life for us
He fell upon the Cross
To die for all of those
Who never mourn His loss

It wasn?t meant for us
To feel the pain again
Tell me why, tell me why

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Arc Of Descent - Lyrics - Earth Crisis

Title: Arc Of Descent
Artist: Earth Crisis
Composer(s): Karl Richard Buechner, Scott David Crouse, Erick A Edwards, Ian B Edwards, Dennis M Merrick

Lyric:
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side

Truth serum injected into the situation
So now I know
Separated the real from the false
And now I am better off than I ever was

Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side

Standing where the ground beneath gives way
Disappearing into the abyss
Holding onto lies that speed descent
They're all falling, I'm the only one who's left

Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side

Standing where the ground beneath gives way
Disappearing into the abyss
Holding onto lies that speed descent
They're all falling, I'm the only one who's left

Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side

Standing where the ground beneath gives way
Disappearing into the abyss
Holding onto lies that speed descent
They're all falling, I'm the only one who's left

Slow arc of descent begins, the test of time tells all
One by one they dissolve into the dark, until the cowards are no more
I'd rather live in a state of war than the hell of artificial peace
Divide myself from the liars, now it's time to choose a side

Standing where the ground beneath gives way
Disappearing into the abyss
Holding onto lies that speed descent
They're all falling, I'm the only one who's left

Standing
Standing

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March N' Step - Lyrics - Paul Wall

Title: March N' Step
Artist: Paul Wall
Composer(s): Dominic Harris, Todd Edwards Berry, Calvin Earl, Paul Slayton, Darius Coleman, Dwayne Carter

Lyric:
Ahh, they shouldn't a done this right here

March now, step now, march now, step
March now, step now, march now, step
(Yeah)
March now, step now, march now, step
(Blueberry, still connect)
March now, step now, march now, step

You gotta march like a soldier, walk it how you talk it
Play it how you say it and stop acting on that hard shit
Stripes on my back, is what ya boy go to war wit
Never been faking or fronting or on that fraud shit

You gotta march like a soldier
(Now on my block we just march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it
(We got the lil' mamas dipping)

You gotta march like a soldier
(Now on my block we just march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it
(We got the lil' mamas dipping)

I'm grinding, I'm posted up on the block like a stop sign
Raised off of instinct with a mind like Einstein
I'm a certified hustler and a G
Trying to metamorphasize a hundred two, a hundred three

I'm chasing after currency and accumulating green
With the heart of a lion, I'm on the grind like a dope fien
I've got the street smarts of Avon Barksdale
I took a couple hits but I'm still flowing like blood cells

My money's epidemic, it multiply fast
I'm grinding in the cut like a piece of broken glass
Addicted to the hustle, allergic to being broke
Never falling off 'cuz I stay on my note

You gotta march like a soldier, walk it how you talk it
Play it how you say it and stop acting on that hard shit
Stripes on my back, is what ya boy go to war wit
Never been faking or fronting or on that fraud shit

You gotta march like a soldier
(Now all my hot boys march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it
(We got the hot girls dipping)

You gotta march like a soldier
(Now all my hot boys march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it
(We got the hot girls dipping)

Ay, get off my dick, Hollygroove Weezy
Young money billionaire, Hermès winter ware
I'm trying to get somewhere like I ain't never been no where
They probably suffocate, trying to breathe this endo air

Halt, who goes there, nigga I live there
I run on top of water, I walk on thin air
I ride around with a MAC10 squared
Thats a pair of semi-automatic shootin' everywhere

I don't care if authority come by here
They get it just like them niggaz who ain't from by here
Yeah and I'm extra 'bout it
If I get in beef, I do something about it before I get out

Yeah, Lil' Wayne never dropped the Lil'
I gave Paul a hundred thousand for my grill
Yeah, I'm so New Orleans that I can't hide
You know I'm cutting something, I'm spittin' for Roc side, Weezy

You gotta march like a soldier, walk it how you talk it
Play it how you say it and stop acting on that hard shit
Stripes on my back, is what ya boy go to war wit
Never been faking or fronting or on that fraud shit

You gotta march like a soldier
(Now all my dope boys march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it
(We got the dope girls dipping)

You gotta march like a soldier
(Now all my dope boys march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it
(We got the dope girls dipping)

I ain't never had a hand, I ain't never been a beggar
On the grind like a bootlegger, I'm a go getter
I'm Bobby Fischer on the mic, making chess moves
This suckers playin' checkers, simply destined to lose

The Martha Stewart made it blind
See the chains bump ends
Me and a couple lady friends, blowing piff in the wind
I got the wrist ware, smooth and sleek

Nothing but [Incomprehensible]
You ain't never saw a watch like this, so go ahead and take a peek
I'm massive in the streets like a diesel truck
Endulging in that purple stuff, gettin' full of that puff, puff

Tote the iron, I'm double dutch
I'm ice water up in the clutch
Place your bet, I'll call ya bluff
Paul Wall, baby, thats you got

You gotta march like a soldier, walk it how you talk it
Play it how you say it and stop acting on that hard shit
Stripes on my back, is what ya boy go to war wit
Never been faking or fronting or on that fraud shit

You gotta march like a soldier
(Now all my dope boys march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it
(We got the dope girls dipping)

You gotta march like a soldier
(Now all my dope boys march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it
(We got the dope girls dipping)

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Take 'Em To War - Lyrics - Kool G. Rap

Title: Take 'Em To War
Artist: Kool G. Rap
Composer(s): Todd Ray, D Axelrod, Nathaniel Wilson, Kareem Alston, Percy Carey

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Lyric:
Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it
Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war
Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war
Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more

I represent the murderers and felony offenders
Who either bought time out, to get these legal tenders
Surrender, nah, I'm goin' out with a bang nigga
Fuck Pataki, I gotta do my thang nigga

Forty-four mag, bustin' into action
Brains left in particles, fragments and fractions
Grimm, the money stacker, heat packer
I'm lurkin', I'm waitin', attackin' like a linebacker

Fuck what you heard, crime pays
And always, unorthodox, I hold my pistol sideways
We kill crews, hearts go numb
And if retaliation comes then yo, fuck it, it just comes

Yo, who you? I'm Dr. Death motherfucker ever heard of me?
Close your eyes, cross your fingers, time for surgery
I'm already dead, so nah, you can't murder me
'Cause quantities of entities enter me evilly

Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it
Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war
Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war
Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more

Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it
Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war
Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war
Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more

Since I murder for hire, rapid fire's what I require
Makin' niggaz perspire, so send a message through the wire
'Cause violence is contagious, it got me bustin' gauges
The '95 Larry Davis and I'm wettin' niggaz for wages

Queens is the home of 1, the known felon
And ain't no tellin', when I'ma crack your fuckin' melon
For the right amount of chips, I spit clips and hit whips
Leavin' niggaz bloody, the leather seats is where the shit drips

With the pound-seven, I be creepin', rockin' niggaz while they sleepin'
Shots repeatin', leavin' faggot niggaz leakin'
When I cock back the iron, niggaz is dyin', marchin' to Zion
'Cause the pound-cake, roars like a lion

Word son, niggaz be collapsin', 'cause my weapons is
Ready for action, makin' your heart catch contractions
In the underworld, shootin' gallery niggaz lose calories
'Cause my salary's based on fatalities

Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it
Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war
Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war
Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more

Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it
Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war
Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war
Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more

Here I come to get some motherfuckin' wreck but first I gotta
Umm vest check, uncheck, clip one check, clip two check, I'm set
So let a motherfucker move a muscle
When I tussle they'll be piecin' niggaz back like fuckin' puzzles

'Cause Kool G. Rap is known for bringin' mad noise, a bad boy
When I was younger always carried guns, I never had toys
Grimm, gimme the infrared they see me and I'm puttin' red dots
On niggaz foreheads to makin' motherfuckers Indian

You got beef? Go get yourself a wreath, because it's murder
'Cause I put holes in my beef like fuckin' White Castle burgers
So now I gots to run up on a clown with the fo'-pound
Cock back, rock black, gun a nigga down

I see em, he's comin' out the fuckin' coliseum
And hopped into a BM, shit!
Put in my clip and then I dipped into the ride that my man had
Parked on the sidewalk, then we start to glide

I'm rainin' on him, faster nigga, oh yeah, we're gainin' on him
Oh shit he's with somebody else, fuck it, put his brain on him
Boom boom, no survivors, lifted the nigga out his seat
When they find him, he'll be a backseat driver

But I ain't finished with the trigger yet, I'm lightin' up a cigarette
Bang bang, I left the other nigga wet
It's G. Rap baby, you know me, you try to hurt this
I split your fuckin' top and leave a fingerprint on purpose

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Casualties Of War - Lyrics - Rakim

Title: Casualties Of War
Artist: Rakim
Composer(s): William Griffin, Eric Barrier

Lyric:
Casualties of war

Casualties of war as I approach the barricade
Where's the enemy? Who do I invade?
Bullets of Teflon, bulletproof vest rip
Tear ya outta ya frame with a bag full of clips
'Cause I got a family that waits for my return
To get back home is my main concern

I'ma get back to New York in one piece
But I'm bent in the sand that is hot as the city streets
Sky lights up like fireworks blind me
Bullets whistlin' over my head remind me

President Bush said, " Attack"
Flashback to Nam, I might not make it back
Missile hits the area, screams, "Wake me up"
From a war of dreams, heat up the M-16

Basic training, trained for torture
Take no prisoners and I just caught ya
Addicted to murder, send more body bags
They can't identify 'em, leave the name tag
I get a rush when I see blood, dead bodies on the floor

Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war

Day divides the night and night divides the day
It's all hard work and no play
More than combat, it's far beyond that
'Cause I got a kill or be killed kind of attack

Area's mapped out, there'll be no stratego
Me and my platoon make a boom wherever we go
But what are we here for? Who's on the other side of the wall?
Somebody give the President a call

But I hear warfare scream through the air
Back to the battlegrounds, it's war they declare
A Desert Storm, let's see who reigns supreme
Something like monopoly, a government scheme

Go to the Army, be all you could be
Another dead soldier? Hell no, not me
So I start letting off ammunition in every direction
Allah is my only protection

But wait a minute, Saddam Hussein prays the same
And this is Asia from where I came
I'm on the wrong side, so change the target
Shooting at the general and where's the sergeant?

Blame it on John Hardy Hawkins for bringing me to America
Now it's mass hysteria
I get a rush when I see blood, dead bodies on the floor

Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war

The war is over for now at least
Just because they lost it don't mean it's peace
It's a long way home, it's a lot to think about
Whole generation left in doubt

Innocent families killed in the midst
It'll be more dead people after this
So I'm glad to be alive and walkin'
Half of my platoon came home in coffin

Except the general buried in the Storm
In bits and pieces, no need to look for 'em
I played it slick and got away with it
Rigged it up, so they would think they did it

Now I'm home on reserves and you could bet
When they call, I'm going AWOL
'Cause it ain't no way I'm going back to war
When I don't know who or what I'm fighting for

So I wait for terrorists to attack
Every time a truck backfires, I fire back
I look for shelter when a plane is over me
Remember Pearl Harbor? New York could be over, G

Kamikaze strapped with bombs
No peace in the East, they want revenge for Saddam
Did I hear gunshots or thunder?
No time to wonder, somebody's goin' under

Put on my fatigues and my camouflage
Take control 'cause I'm in charge
When I snapped out of it, it was blood, dead bodies on the floor

Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war

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Casualties Of War - Lyrics - Don't Sweat The Technique - Eric B. &Amp; Rakim

Title: Casualties Of War
Album: Don't Sweat The Technique
Artist: Eric B. &Amp; Rakim
Composer(s): William Griffin, Eric Barrier

Lyric:
Casualties of war

Casualties of war, as I approach the barricade
Where's the enemy? Who do I invade?
Bullets of teflon, bulletproof vest rip
Tear ya outta ya frame with a bag full of clips

'Cause I got a family that waits for my return
To get back home is my main concern
I'ma get back to New York in one piece
But I'm bent in the sand that is hot as the city streets

Sky lights up like fireworks blind me
Bullets, whistlin' over my head remind me
President Bush said attack
Flashback to 'Nam, I might not make it back

Missile hits the area, screams wake me up
From a war of dreams, heat up the M-16
Basic training, trained for torture
Take no prisoners and I just caught ya

Addicted to murder, send more body bags
They can't identify 'em, leave the name tags
I get a rush when I see blood
Dead bodies on the floor

Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war

Day divides the night and night divides the day
It's all hard work and no play
More than combat, it's far beyond that
'Cause I got a kill or be killed kind of attack

Area's mapped out, there'll be no Stratego
Me and my platoon make a boom wherever we go
But what are we here for? Who's on the other side of the wall?
Somebody give the President a call

But I hear warfare scream through the air
Back to the battlegrounds, it's war they declare
A Desert Storm, let's see who reigns supreme
Something like Monopoly, a government scheme

Go to the Army, be all you can be
Another dead soldier? Hell no, not me
So I start letting off ammunition in every direction
Allah is my only protection

But wait a minute, Saddam Hussein prays the same
And this is Asia, from where I came
I'm on the wrong side, so change the target
Shooting at the general, and where's the sergeant?

Blame it on John Hardy Hawkins for bringing me to America
Now it's mass hysteria
I get a rush when I see blood
Dead bodies on the floor

Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war

The war is over, for now at least
Just because they lost it don't mean it's peace
It's a long way home, it's a lot to think about
Whole generation, left in doubt

Innocent families killed in the midst
It'll be more dead people after this
So I'm glad to be alive and walkin'
Half of my platoon came home in coffins

Except the general, buried in the Storm
In bits and pieces no need to look for 'em
I played it slick and got away with it
Rigged it up so they would think they did it

Now I'm home on reserves and you can bet
When they call, I'm going AWOL
'Cause it ain't no way I'm going back to war
When I don't know who or what I'm fighting for

So I wait for terrorists to attack
Every time a truck backfires I fire back
I look for shelter when a plane is over me
Remember Pearl Harbor? New York could be over, G

Kamikaze, strapped with bombs
No peace in the East, they want revenge for Saddam
Did I hear gunshots or thunder?
No time to wonder, somebody's going under

Put on my fatigues and my camouflage
Take control, 'cause I'm in charge
When I snapped out of it, it was blood and
Dead bodies on the floor

Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war
Casualties of war

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War - Lyrics - Welcome To The Pleasuredome - Frankie Goes To Hollywood

Title: War
Album: Welcome To The Pleasuredome
Artist: Frankie Goes To Hollywood
Composer(s): Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong

Lyric:
Until, the philosophy
Which old one race superior and another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned
Everywhere is war
Me say war

That until there no longer
(War)
First class and second class citizens
(War)
Of any nation
(War)
Until the color of a man's skin
(War)
Is of no more significance
(War)
Than the color of his eyes
(War)
Me say war
(War)

That until the basic human rights
(War)
Are equally guarantee to all
(War)
Without regard to race
(War)
And this a war
(War)

That until that day
(War)
The dream of lasting peace
(War)
World citizenship
(War)
Rule of international
(War)
Morality
(War)
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
(War)
To be pursued
(War)
But never attained
(War)
Now everywhere is war
War

And until the ignoble
(War)
And unhappy regime
(War)
That hold our brothers in Angola
(War)
In Mozambique
(War)
South Africa
(War)
About human bondage
(War)
I have been toppled
(War)
Utterly destroyed
(War)
Well everywhere is war
Me say war

War in a east
(War)
War in a west
(War)
War up north
(War)
War down south
(War)
War, war
Rumors have a war
(War)

And until that day
(War)
The African Continent
(War)
Will not know peace
(War)
We Africans will fight
(War)
We find it necessary
(War)
And we know we shall win
(War)
As we are confident
(War)
In the victory
(War)
Of good over evil
(War)

Of good over evil, yea
(War)

Good over evil
(War)
Of good over evil, yea
(War)
Good over evil
(War)
(War)
(War)

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Now - Lyrics - Coming of Age - Memphis Bleek

Title: Now
Album: Coming of Age
Artist: Memphis Bleek
Composer(s): Malcolm Selwyn Byer, Malik Deshawn Cox

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Lyric:
I'm on my feet now, shit never was it sweet now
Belly, but I'm still starve, can I eat now, live complete?
Now, told by the older God never put the heat down

I'm on my feet now, shit never was it sweet now
Belly, but I'm still starve, can I eat now, live complete?
Now, told by the older God never put the heat down

Far from reaper humbo meat now
Fuck with the winners, bitches listen when I speak
Got on some rap shit, find it hard to creep
Now I'm on point and move deep more relete
Could clap you but ain't nothing like a beat down
We swept down these streets now like community service
Reach your faith, face defeat now, we hipodermic
Get in your skin niggas, want beef now?
Bring it on when we born, ain't no rebound

The war on son, no time for sleep now
Get your guns, no surrender, no retreat
Now you violated dog blood, got alete
Your whole life is down hill in type
Deep down, it's deep now, watch and separate
The wolf from the sheep now
May you rest ever last in peace regions compete
This year is our year knowledge

I'm on my feet now, shit never was it sweet now
Belly, but I'm still starve, can I eat now, live complete?
Now, told by the older God never put the heat down

I'm on my feet now, shit never was it sweet now
Belly, but I'm still starve, can I eat now, live complete?
Now, told by the older God never put the heat down

Aiyyo, half Wais is on this crawl thorough
Doing ten miles per on a sneak with no doubt
In for way make the gun peak out just to sent a message
Let for shots sneak out front, I don't hesitate to reach now
You think you nice but your dealer
Your contract can con preach now
Chicken uses to front but they on my meat now
Catch me in the park after dark with seats down

I was known for enemy layin' your feet down
Now I'm known for shit, one hundred degrees
Now my style use to be just sick but it's disease
Now take a one on one to this catch ya freeze now
Death to enemy's, life to the family, peace to my killers up north
Who ever ran with me, I'm still moving with the canners G
For the money, there no problem pleadin' the asanding

I'm on my feet now, shit never was it sweet now
Belly, but I'm still starve, can I eat now, live complete?
Now, told by the older God never put the heat down

I'm on my feet now, shit never was it sweet now
Belly, but I'm still starve, can I eat now, live complete?
Now, told by the older God never put the heat down

Yo, never put the heat down, creep without a three pound
Roll deep now, speak with a street sound, who fuckin' with Bleek
Now seeing me don't eat, how I take from the fradout
I'm looking, pass trial, blast out if they ever rush the crack house
Throw the stash out, blow the spot, pull a path out, leave no evidence
Gettin' caught that arellvne sitt'n in the system with some drugs
I can't settle it, my belly full now, so I went thorough hood now
Look good now, old beef is cook now, in other words shook now
I put my thing down, Bleek still aim wild and slang vows

I remain brave child through a bangout smoke and hangout
I duck thieves and play cops game
Hot bubble, hard jungle, scar them, cat moving the cocaine
I went the thug route, my eight the snug route, ten in my truckout
Old drum, I bluff out no gun, in curse words got you niggas
'Cuz I heard, heard and it's first, I'm a cat who get my money right
'Cuz ain't fun in life, if you runnin', I'm runnin' lite in the black V
Find a rapper who can match Bleek, sent him to the brooks
(Brooklyn)
I'm show 'em where the gats be, mothersfucker

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Umi Says - Lyrics - Black On Both Sides - Mos Def

Title: Umi Says
Album: Black On Both Sides
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): D Smith, Dante Beze, D Kennedy

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Lyric:
I don't wanna write this down
(World premiere)
I wanna tell you how I feel right now
(World premiere)

I don't wanna take no time to write this down
(World premiere)
I wanna tell you how I feel right now, hey
(World premiere)

Tomorrow may never come
For you or me life is not promised
Tomorrow may never show up
For you and me this life is not promised

I ain't no perfect man
I'm trying to do the best that I can
With what it is I have

I ain't no perfect man
I'm trying to do the best that I can
With what it is I have

Put my heart and soul into this song
(Yes, yes)
I hope you feel me from where I am, to wherever you are
I mean that sincerely, tomorrow may never come
For you and me life is not promised, tomorrow may never appear

You better hold this very moment very close to you
(Right now)
Very close to you
(Right now)
So close to you, so close to you
(Your moment in history is right now, now!)
Don't be afraid, to let it shine

My Umi said, "Shine your light on the world
Shine your light for the world to see"
My Abi said, "Shine your light on the world
Shine your light for the world to see"

(I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free)
My Abi said, "Shine your light on the world"
(Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free)
"Shine your light for the world to see"

(Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free)
My Umi said, "Shine your light on the world"
(Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free)
"Shine your light for the world to see"
(Want black people to be free, to be free)

Sometimes I get discouraged
I look around and things are so weak
People are so weak

Sometimes, sometimes I feel like crying
Sometimes my heart gets heavy
Sometimes I just want to leave and fly away
(Fly fly fly, like a dove)
Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself
(Ow)

Passion takes over me, I feel like a man
Going insane, losing my brain
Trying to maintain, doing my thang
Hey hey, hey hey, hey

Put my heart and soul into this y'all
I hope you feel me where I am to wherever you are

Sometimes I don't want to be bothered
Sometimes I just want a quiet life
With me and my babies, me and my lady
Sometimes I don't want to get into no war
(Black people to be free, to be free, to be free)

Sometimes I don't wanna be a soldier
Sometimes I just wanna be a man, but

Umi said, "Shine your light on the world
Shine your light for the world to see"
My Abi said, "Shine your light on the world
Shine your light for the world to see"

(I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free)
My dreamers say, "Shine your light on the world"
(Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free)
"Shine your light for the world to see"

(Want black people)
My elders said, "Shine your light on the world"
(Hey, hey)
"Shine your light for the world to see"

I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free
All my people to be free, to be free, to be free
All black people to be free, to be free, to be free
All black people to be free, to be free, to be free

That's all that matters to me, that's all that matters to me
That's all that matters to me, that's all that matters to me
That's all that matters to me, that's all that matters to me
That's all that matters to me

Black people unite and let's all get down
Gotta have what? Gotta have that love
Peace and understanding, one God, one light
One man, one voice, one mic

Black people unite, come on and do it right
Black people unite, come on and do it right
Black people unite, come on and get down

Gotta have what? Love, peace and understanding
One God, one voice, one life, one man, gon' shine my light
Black people unite, now hop up and do it right
Black people unite, now come on and do it right

Black people, my people, black people, my people
Black people, my people, black people, my people

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