In midst of struggle No movement's subtle Rely on skilled verbals since none stand eternal Learned men lose gnosis Life taken in small doses
you right Now how you aint gonna fight? For the white man's laws hell naw For the cause, because we got to get what's ours Gotta struggle for the motherfucking
the city, I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the honorable diddy, I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's from the Harlem struggle, All in my swagger that's
their skinny raps My techs leaves theirs with an inferority complex Then I deliver quicker than the snap suplex It's useless, for you to put up a struggle
Bandanas sur les yeux, ouvre les yeux C'est pas ca la culture hip-hop [D-Shade] Understand I'm like Tarzan swinging through the urban jungle In a constant struggle
own destruction Teach them not to be deceived when given choices that confirm this greed Together we can overcome this poisoned culture, And start again No one should have to struggle
Alright) (Alright) (Alright) [Lakim Shabazz] We're black by popular demand, let's take a stand Break the Klan and join hands We got to struggle and fight
(feat. Trife Da God) [Chorus: sample] All my life, it's been one big struggle Born and raised... in the slums of trouble, I'm all... [Ghostface Killah
[Chorus: sample] All my life, it's been one big struggle Born and raised... in the slums of trouble, I'm all... [Ghostface Killah] Yo, I was born and
mia madre Ja Jousha e Allah ... refugees ... Cuba, Haiti and Somalia (Phase) absorbed whitin' abomination of cycles 6 degrees of separation infectuous the fallout all out cultural
at night, I hear 24 hour sirens Cops and ambulances, still they can't curb this violence Cos its a part of this culture thats new to some Go to any extreme
t get stuck with the curse Of limitations from my past generations Find myself still tryin to live up to my mom's expectations Either you hustle or struggle
what the Harlem Renaissance was We had revolution, music and artisans But the movement was still fucked up like Parkinson's Cause while we were givin birth to the culture
this is for all the soliders that'll never come home I wrote this for Momia, stuck in a beast For people who, march in the streets, and struggle for peace
why we're together and stronger than they ever thought it could be A world motherless - can health care cover this? A love for all people no matter what the culture
how sweet the sound Savin' slaves, another body found Bound to the streets where we drown if we sleep We make heat instead of peace Struggle to heat,
Purification is out motivation in this struggle for real civilization we have to take a stand, stay fucking militant not blind sentiment, we have