When you think you?ve got so far to go And you know you face it all alone When you wonder if you?ll ever see what?s good again And believe what you believe
like a Baget thong Keep frontin' like you spend While ya pockets get lighter and lighter like Michael's skin On the other hand I'm the kind of brother
ll find, the government swine Find themselves caught up in a bind But when will you figure A vibe in a vigour A pro-Black nigga, Black nigga, Black nigga
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
OUTRAGE!! [Brother J] Blood to the concrete, tears to soil And here's another word to make the other man foil War, raised on your planet to a caveboy
a different land Originality, fact that I understand A black fist, black power and a black man X Clan take a stand with the other hand Usin this as a
Martina: I got a letter from the government The other day Opened it and read it It said they were suckers They wanted me for their army or whatever Picture
Thought I was a target that they could get right quick But I ain't goin' out like no statistic Another number, made me wonder How many other brothers
of negativity and full of pain We're brothers, down with each other for they own gain So I keep on steppin', and keep on rappin' Statyin' above the others
thought To follow another; we didn't see it We're the example for others to see In the beginning all we had was a phone And trust in each other was how
've ever seen with a smile so bright and just yesterday, you came around my way and changed my whole scenery with your astonishing beauty ah, you coulda make a brother
remember you still a member of the hopeless See ya black like me So you snap like me When these devils try to plot Trap our young black seeds Look
Huey's dead I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start makin' changes learn to see me as a brother
scared to go home, I was a fool with the big boys, breakin all the rules I shed tears with my baby sister Over the years we was poorer than the other
t shootin' at eachother (fuck no), that's a motherfuckin' brother So save two, run for cover And other bitches from the clan Come feel the wrath of a black
fat jeeps This ain't just a rap song, a black song Tellin all my brothers, get they strap on And look for me in the struggle Hustlin 'til other brothers