ALL THAT KEEPS US STRONG! Brothers and sisters! We've got to stand together. THIS HOPE IS ALL THAT KEEPS US STRONG! THIS HOPE IS ALL THAT KEEPS US STRONG
a showoff, my guns go off Kept it in the closet, damn it got to go off Took it outside, blazed it in the sky It wasnt just me, it was booze in my house
that he gave us the hits Knowin damn well that we write our own sh? It?s not that I?m mad about it But I gotta clear it up for those wonderin about
shows pimp us like hoes They got dough but they hate us though You better keep your mind on the real shit And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites They way they see it
one more statistic, fronted and got ripped up No joke, you be yolk, no matter how it sound We're taking over eight niggaz back to the stomping grounds
get blood in it, WHAT, we goin' all out Nigga [chorus - 2X] fool, you better go all out keep goin' all out all my niggaz goin' all out without a muthafuckin
me hang with the brothers I grew up with Trying to keep my head up and stay strong All my homies slanging yayo all day long But they wrong, so I'm
me with that mistermeaner thinking Me fall back Never That Too much Tequilla drinking We all that Make them understand me Hey I'll stay all night out
so sorry for all this time for all this time for all this time I'm so sorry for all this time for all this time (so sorry) for all this time, so sorry
dough, murder my foes But I'd give it all up, if it would help you grow This ain't livin [Chorus 2X: sung] Takes a life to make a life (takes a life)
And even though we both came from the same places The money and the fame made us all change places How could it be through the misery that came to pass
even though we both came from the same places The money and the fame made us all change places How could it be - through the misery that came to pass
And even though we both came from the same places The money and the fame made us all change places How could it be - through the misery that came to pass
us from His wrath that He'll be calling down Don't you get it? We did, that's the reason why we miss him Paul was like our father who taught us All how
sentence of death within ourselves, but God gave comfort and grace and gave an escape A physical affliction is that of Christ?s glory It?s for us to relate
Don't catch a bullet, punk, it's way hot The stage belongs to the crew that's on it So think about the funk before you say that you want it Because we
A crew this strong, mics that we use get bronze It's a rapper writin a critic and artist to business To clan that's all the shit makes you want opinions we give it, dig it
Givin it back Alotta thugs in the street, can't even do this right here man But you know how we do Hold it down, get it right, keep it tight And most
