For difference you destroy. Not letting people live for who they are. Biological diversity. The fear of yourself for who you are. The dissection of rights
I'm alright, I feel real fine I don't live a life that's uptight when there's a fight there's struggling I can't roll through the world without offering
the babies too The one way we agree on how to follow tradition This one family coming first Play your position You make the sacrifices, I make the same too The mother struggle
watch The babies too The one way we agree on how To follow tradition This one family coming first Play your position You make the sacrifices, I Make the same too The mother struggle
ina di Armageddon So when you son become a man, him know just where you stand Him know him poopa set it so him follow tradition If Marcus Garvey say fi
so the story's told of a hearty group of men it's a tale of their triumphs and their woes. Be it raids and melees ancient or the modern worker's struggle
what you've got, And the whole city lucky that we ain't been shot. We got full blown decent into argument Here we go. Times to overthrow the parliament, so In these struggled
callin' their names And she never stopped being a Southern woman And she never stopped fighting for change. And she saw that her struggle was in the tradition
Cajor And became well-known for his festive reign Where every occasion was reason for Celebration in great style Having inherited a rich oral tradition
havin niggaz prayin to see at an early age so at an early stage in life I chose to get my ish tight ya gotta struggle and fight it cost an arm and a
ten thousand years into the reign of our madness and misery from the fertile womb of the near east born one lifestyle and tradition like a raging storm
, we are the champions, we can't stop 'Cause you just can't keep them Ruff Ryders down, down, down By any means necessary, I'mma hold down tradition
stopped callin? their names And she never stopped bein? a Southern woman And she never stopped fightin? for change And she saw that her struggle was in the tradition
type lessons, the sun moon crescent Divine perspective, of the life we live Our time is collective, of this music we give Through the errors of our colorful struggle
turn it off. If there ever was true love for life, it's gone. Where has it gone? Life burns inside our hearts, but we're losing touch. We're losing ground. Traditions
Most of my Latino and black people who are struggling to get food, clothes and shelter in the hood are so concerned with that, that philosophising about
to be dedicated, always elevatin, meditatin Bout the soldiers who couldn't make it Take shit forever, that's my position, part of my condition Is to long live the tradition