out, and stand for something that I still believe. Running out of time to make a change, and holding on to all I have. This is where I intend to stand
of that kitty game, with the same old pick up line I'ma get straight to the point, you are as lovely as a rose Though I'm not into one night stands, I
watches the other No we ain't blood But we still real brothers The struggle is real Nothing can steal What we build And that remains the same '
the boys (that's right) We were as still as the wind That blows on a hot August night And you were lonesome As a jukebox But deadly just the same
to DJ with bruised ribs Don't hit me on the sidekick asking what you did Get a gun or ask 50's police to use his Cause Bloods gonna get ya Bloods, Bloods
to DJ with bruised ribs Don't hit me on the sidekick asking what you did Get a gun or ask 50's police to use his Cuz Bloods gonna get ya Bloods, Bloods
than the boys (that's right) We were as still as the wind That blows on a hot August night And you were lonesome As a jukebox But deadly just the same
fuckin fail ya The way niggaz be gettin clapped shit'll fuckin scare ya But in the dark, we ran wild, so we killin em Niggaz scared, can't stand still
walk the reddish snow. A chain of command lacks the balls to right the wrong, you proclaim They always only change the cadency, the song remains the same
through your fuckin speaker [U-God] Makin you weaker creepin inches centimeters [GZA] Fifty caliber street sweeper Shots from Shaolin that go to Masapeaqua [Method] Things'll never be the same
up or stand up Stand up and make a change Get up or stand up now Get up and make a change Get up or stand up Stand up, get up and fight Get up or stand
these streets fuckin' fail ya The way niggaz be gettin' clapped, shit'll fuckin' scare ya But in the dark, we ran wild, so we killin' em Niggaz scared, can't stand still
, Heavens to far away so I pave my nose My pains unfold, whispering words to me that remain unspoken Though some pictures tell a story, must remain untold It's the same
Can't you see my eyes they're trembling Beware the millions of senses locked in this rusty cage A fanatic rage, this time I will stand still and no blood
themselves lucky They got through one more holiday Holiday The highway patrolman He stands in the rain He just lets it run down to soften the stain Of the blood