'Now listen' [Mos] ..doin this song for you. all my little brothers.. out in the street. strugglin to survive.. keep your eyes on the prize, you know [
Traduction: Black Star. Little Brother.
'Now listen' [Mos] ..doin this song for you. all my little brothers.. out in the street. strugglin to survive.. keep your eyes on the prize, you know
bring it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Fabolous (Fab): Preach, Brother preach (Rev.): Fabolous (Fab): Preach Brother preach (Rev.): Preach to 'em Brother
to pay Sometime it make me so sad like the worst of days It's in the street makin' cats where the earth decays Then I seen a little black boy with a
I am son of the Chaos so my brothers call me Cosmic Teh-hun-zu for tribal, Brother J when trying to rock it Six-foot black boot god in the suit of the
into the swing of reality Divine principality formalities are none Son of a gun, I'm brother one, I am sun - enough! [Brother J] From the stars we are
sound of guns [2Pac:] If I could recollect before my hood dayz I'd sit and reminisce, nigga and bliss on the good dayz I stop and stare at the younger
is stressed And no rest, forever weary My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black crime
I been a worker I been a boss Outta all tha shit I eva been I neva been soft I been broke I been rich and a nigga aint neva been no snitch Ima fat black
and blowin the spot in the Jacob Javitz However you wanna do it grab the gas and the matches and start the fire Take it up a little higher! YEAH, YEAH
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I
Black Thought] and yes y'all youre all rocking with the best Black Thought from the ledgendary Roots crew in the flesh i slid up in here with the brothers
the spot and I think you gathered how I think you wanna go and grab the gas and the matches and start the fire - take it up a little higher! (yeah yeah
Razor tongue and I'm far from Haitian son All black like the range rover wheels niggaz whisper around The Game like The Game won't kill Let me show you the stars
(verse 1) They say am anti white coz am pro black, it blatently aint true Just think its time dat my black people break through got support from high
