I Remember

Chorus:

I remember when
Pops had a spot on tha block
Sellin' jerk chickin
And slangin' that dro non stop
When uncle bongo got stabbed
When poppa Lenny got killed by a bull

First Verse:

Pops slammed a bottle
On johns top
When momz and daz split up
When i was chocking on dro
Non-stop
Gettin pulled over by tha cops
Over and over

Goin to skool slangin tha bag ova
My shoulda
When i learned
For no one
Time dont stop
Gotta keep you mind
On top of tha top
Now i got court cases
Learnin governments
Institutionally racist

So before i face
This half
Get ready
For my wrath
Cuz i cant live in tha past
Keep it movin never givin up
I'm destined for sumthin

Chorus:

I remember when
Pops had a spot on tha block
Sellin jerk chicken
And slangin that dro non stop
When uncle bongo got stabbed
When poppa Lenny got killed by a bull

Second Verse:

For them niggaz
Talkin that shit
Skylarkin when there
Hustlin and shit
Gettin pimped by tha system
RIP cuz you know me
Hotter than coal and
I steam when i collide
With arch enemies
I steam an invisible steam
And as far as i can see
Gotta be a reason
I'm eatin stale broccoli
So don't follow me
Ride along side me
Cuz well make it
To heaven on earth
Smokin cali
On tha right side of Jah
Listinin to Haile Selassie

Spit his speech
With tha stars in our reach
I beseech

Blocked Up- Dread

Chorus:

Stopped up blocked up
Like a plummer in rage
206 dro leave average cats locked in a maze
Cant escape so you bess turn tha page
You got left you feed up
Cant win this phase

Lost in tha sound
Fake niggas
Yes they all around

First Verse:

And I'm not tha type to beef off a little shit
But if you let this shit escalate
Like Lil' Wayne said
Rewind tha tape
Got caught in tha sea
Thats why your wrist stank
Fuck wit me, you end up ina fish tank
Kids ooin and awin
Mothers screamin and clawin
Ripley's believe it or not they callin

Im back loggin that shit
You was talkin
Chopped up and end up in a bax coffin
Sent to your grandmas house
The whole way the post mans coughin
Open up your dogs laughin
And tha miss is bawlin
Fell down
For no particular reason
Anthrax was laced on tha side

On tha way to tha hospital
Your bitch as grandmother dies
No one knew i did it so at peace im inside

Im tha black willy lynch
Mastered tha plan
leave your seeds contaminated generations and generations after you man
Take your whole fam out without breakin a sweet
Not gang bangin so tributes i pay to no set
Recognize that gods inside
And if you say violence ain't a tha answer
Take a look into time
Why were we wiped on tha back
Put through that shit
I wont forget it
Wont forgive it
Lost in tha grind
Blacks have we lost our mind
Tha times now for us to shine

Evaporate
Rain down
New missions new sounds
New Country new crown
To many advocates
We've lost in tha matrix
Without raisin mass fingers
At tha suspicion
Marcus Garvey might as well been chopped up in our kitchen
Martin Luther had a dream, some of us lost in it
Fight, i wanna refund
I Already put my cash in it
To Loose in not to finish
I still got credit
So i must get it

Constant detractions to tha truth
Eyin white mans greed
They don't plan it
Its incorporated
No expiration dates
Their crimes hardly ever get court dated
Equality wont exist
Till we create it
Approximate our wealth
The economy would shake
If we all left on this dat
US and JA was built
On my ancestors back
I still hear slave stories from my grandma
So much pain expels when she talks about that

Chorus:

Stoped up blocked up
Like a plummer in rage
206 dro leave average cats locked in a maze
Cant escape so you bess turn tha page
You got left you feed up
Cant win this phase

Second Verse:

Lost in tha sound
Fake niggas
Yes they all around

We almost broke free
So crack they gave us
Suppressed, depressed
Money makin
Niggaz pay tribute to
Just about nothing less
Greezy niggaz will do
The remarkableto get a dollar or two
I see that we loosin
Money aint tha key
Only tha handle
Knowlege tooken away
So amazed i almost
Get outraged
So simple

Tounges cut up
Im loosin my mind
Choices in life
Confusion has expelt
Relaxation im pleasin to feel
To a woman i tell to kneel

Its About (Tha Truth)- Dread

Chorus

Its about tha truth
wether we holdin a bat
holdin a ghat
get up, get down
I hope we get back (x2)

Verse 1

I cant sell out
thats suicide
trajeties on tha news
they lie
crucially i expell my cries
lookin for tha dayz 2 go by
so 2 babies they lie
mentallly sick
tha word is
full of shit

no permission
cuz slaveries mission
but they wont be dismissin
this nigga for much longer

cuz outa the concrete
the rose go root
they wanna take mine
but im steady takin they loot

And if you freeze
they still gonna shoot
so what tha point to
rushin, bustin
losse in tha frame
fools intimidated when they stand in tha rain
Drip down now you false profits
206 fuk ends thats what i clam

Chorus

Its about tha truth
whether you holdin a bat
holdin a ghat
get up, get down
I hope we get back (x2)

Verse 2

things maintain through out
time and pain
cleansed every
now and again
cuz we livin in tha rain
don't let it test u
cops wanna arrest u
hold high head
livin wit tha eyes red
to escabe tha title wave
we do it my way or tha high way
jah me guid ey
so get closer to tha pumpkin of tha brakes
tha stompin of tha quicks
tha length of tha snake
often maligned when i opose to their rate

to often niggaz wanna shake and bake
settle for nothin
i want my 40 acres my mule and sum jordans or sumthin
got damn im broke
gettin joe metros no joke
using old bus passes
ta pass away
gettin home 2 a contastrafe
not gettin half my pay

so i write away
night and day
crash and burn
earn and turn
cents to nickels
when face

Moday thru Sunday- Dread

Chorus:

Monday thru Sunday
Yes there is another way
Shades and fun lay
Beyond tha fame

First Verse:

So if you rollin thru tha 206
No need to blow away
Flowin my way
Storms were i lay
Fines you pay
When you touch my face
Disgraced like a foreign alphabet
You better teach your race
Take to tha head let us race
So i can teach you tha pain
Livin in tha rain
The government don't know me by my name
Its a number
They say a liberal state
But i wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder.....

Chorus:

Monday thru sunday
Yes there is another way
Shades and fun lay
Beyond tha fame

Second Verse:

Behold im knowin
Gettiin loaded
My eyes is folded
Wise man devoted
My niggaz kno wat im knowin

So i stay a soulja
Marchin in a pack
And if i stray away
My packs only a call away
Savages when you break tha trust
Actions based on principles are must
So for tha multitude i get high as fuck
Meditation awaiting
Tha moment of celebration
No im not exasperation
You lazy masturbation
Take yo eyes of tha scene
And past the ratin

Us Bois (Bounce Wit It)- Dread, C-Hustla

Intro:

Yeah its Dread
Naw mean
Gwon wit it
We sick wit it
Ya mean
Ratti, street soulja pon da scene
Ya hurd

First Verse:
Sipin
Life a bitch when u stay in tha kicthen
Get in tha feild and put in work
Yall niggaz must be trippin
Talkin that shit
I just stand and smerk
Turnin dirt in to gold
And back into dirt
Yall niggaz choke

Mind over matter
That jedi shit
Star wars and we in tha mix
206 street souljaz
Niggaz be scary
We gonna make u piss
Hand washin dishes
You fuckin bitch
Hood fabulus
Dro cabulary
Fire havin mary and jan
Evil and good
Like able and kane
Inhale tha smoke
Let it out and choke
But tha next day u broke
See that a fukin joke

See i take brakes 2 stack my chips
Get a ounce then im back in tha mix
Takin herbs ta clear tha piss
Take a hit and i nearly missed
Devils callin
But i aint havin that shit
Praise jah boi
Chu gwon witchu dis
Pussy claut bitch
Ratti

Second Verse:

Money
Root of all evil
In tha absence of such
There is only good
With nothin 2 compare 2
So whose to say my actions are right or wrong

Life is finding balance within
Tha negative and positive
Living in 2 seperate worlds
But really 1
Doin tha best you can

Now thats true love
Its exemplified in a magical hug
The faling rain from above
A fathers love for his son
Bears birth to a cub
Niggaz smokin a dub
Niggaz drinkin that bub
Now thats True Love
Now thats True Love
Street Souljaz
206!

I gotta get C-Hustalz lyrics....