walking on a thin line Don't break it, don't break a lifeline You`ll find your reasons But youA're right next to me Don't break it, don't break a good
Verse 1: E A Ski] And it don't stop, and it don't quit And it don't stop, hell yeah And it don't quit, and it don't stop Fool we don't quit You've entered
grey smoke from fossil fuels Did we all want chaos to run amok Livin' a vampire's life Reality bites and blood sucks 'Til your zombie like and don't give
spit Not saying he deserved it, but we should learn from it C'mon go further with it. because we're hurting from it Stop this fucking madness instead of nurturing it With blacks it
like Puff but I got a new millimeter I ain't bust yet It ain't a fine bitch a senorita I ain't fucked yet I pop X I rub sex They love this Thugg shit
and the band witta plan to make some stops Niggas die on the street but they don't play taps or 21 gun salute, there ain't cahoots My name ain't Alex
seen One of these four MC's so they don't have to scream I couldn't wait to take the mic, flow into it to test it, Let 'My Melody' play, then a record suggest it
, named Dwayne Lost his house in the hurricane, then turned around and stole my chain That's a damn shame, can't escape the pain 21 can't cope mayn, he
C and showed a lotta ass And now she's in the dressing room lookin dumb Fuck it, help me bust a nut before the break comes [VERSE 2: AMG] It ain't nothin
em Cause it's really all about street wisdom [ CHORUS ] True hip-hoppers don't bleed True hip-hoppers don't need True hip-hoppers don't speed No time
got a 8:30 flight So uhh, if this is goin' down, it's gotta happen tonight And baby doll, don't fight (don't fight) it's kinda tight Look, you know what
killin us son, I'm tellin you Y'all niggas c'mon that's my word Y'all better c'mon Yo wake up son They dyin son Yo, c'mon nigga, wake up C'mon It took
real fast, I blast, take your cash, and stiff niggas don't wanna trip cause my weapon is ciff one of 'em shurt didn't gave a fuck if it didn't hurt I
it with Hovah It's not about rich and po', nigga, it's about Richard Poe Understand I'm here to get this dough It ain't about Brooklyn or Harlem No more them it
the real, it wasn't all that, man All this hype, you know what I'm sayin', people talkin' bout You do this and that, son (Oh, word?) Yo, straight up kid, it
you need to add about 5 more And don't bring her here is she ain't a real live hoe Old school pimpin', don't call this a throwback And fuck a couple hoes
it (You got it, we want it) Leave the shiny whip, we want it (You got it, we want it) And your fine bitch, we want it (You got it, we want it) [Too $
[Talib Kweli] The proud Stand tall or don't stand at all, c'mon Uhh, yeah Break it down What we do? [Chorus] We survive, it's more than pride We stay
