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
Thursday, February 1, 2007
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