Hate It Or Love It The Underdogs On Top! And I'm Gon' Shine Homie Till My Heart Stop!
May Can't Come soon enough! GRRRR!!!
Can we please have a moment of silence?
That's for my
niggaz doin' years in confinement
And for my soldiers who passed over, no
longer living
That couldn't run whenever the reaper came to get 'em
Can we
please pour out some liquor?
Symobolizin', let's take in time to consider
that
Though our thugs ain't here, the love is here
And we gon' rep 'til
slugs kill us here
This for my dawgs stuck in the struggle tryin' to
gain
Smokin' trauma, sniffin' Ra while sellin' cocaine
Trapped in the
game, not knowin' how to stop and get by
To live it alive, so instead they
live it to die
Can we please have a moment of peace?
For every G that fell
for his flag in the streets
Bloodin' and thuggin', folkin' and
lokin'
Crypin' and creepin', Latin and kingin'
Or just for poor righteous
teachin'
As day comes and night falls
For the
rest of our lifes we'll miss y'all
And even though life must go on, we'll
still mourn
While wishin' y'all were home
Yeah, and can we have another moment of silence?
For brothers who
died from black-on-black violence
From here to the Dark Continent were rebels
sell diamonds
To clients allover the world, got little Black girls
dyin'
And can we please pour some more liquors?
For Will, Bokeem, Bar,
Pappy -- my niggaz
Here's another Warrior Song from Nasty and Quan
It's to
him I pass the baton to carry this on
Street's Disciple, salute to those
who's gone with bullets
And I promise through rhymin' Quan gon' rep his life
to the fullest
And can we please have a moment of truth?
For soldiers and
troops away with helmets and boots
And families back home who pray they make
it home safe
Hopin' that they don't get hit with a stray or missiles
This
is just a moment to let you all know that we miss you
Mommy I'm still here,
wishin' I was there with you
Let's take 'em
home
As day comes and night falls
For the
rest of our lifes we'll miss y'all
And even though life must go on, we'll
still mourn
While wishin' y'all were home
And can we please have a moment
to mourn?
For Pac, Biggie and Pun 'cause through us they live on
Jam
Master Jay, Freaky Tah and Aaliyah
Big L and Left Eye, when we die we hope to
see ya
Can we please have a moment for children
Who got raped or
murdered, or trapped in the system
Who never knew their father, never learned
to dream
But was guided by drug dealers, killers and crack fiends
For
single mothers that's forced to play mom and dad
Bustin' her ass to give her
kids shit she never had
For my niggaz in the pen hopin' rhymes'll get 'em
signed
So when released, they can say bye to a life of crime
For every
mother that held a son in the street bleedin'
Cryin' a song of sorow to dark
and deep for speakin'
Just a moment outside the day to day struggle
To let
the ones we really care about know that we love 'em
As day comes and night falls
For the
rest of our lifes we'll miss y'all
And even though life must go on, we'll
still mourn
While wishin' y'all were home
Can we please have a moment of silence?
That's for my
niggaz doin' years in confinement
And for my soldiers who passed over, no
longer living
That couldn't run whenever the reaper came to get 'em
Can we
please pour out some liquor?
Symobolizin', let's take in time to consider
that
Though our thugs ain't here, the love is here
And we gon' rep 'til
slugs kill us here
This for my dawgs stuck in the struggle tryin' to
gain
Smokin' trauma, sniffin' Ra while sellin' cocaine
Trapped in the
game, not knowin' how to stop and get by
To live it alive, so instead they
live it to die
Can we please have a moment of peace?
For every G that fell
for his flag in the streets
Bloodin' and thuggin', folkin' and
lokin'
Crypin' and creepin', Latin and kingin'
Or just for poor righteous
teachin'
As day comes and night falls
For the
rest of our lifes we'll miss y'all
And even though life must go on, we'll
still mourn
While wishin' y'all were home
Yeah, and can we have another moment of silence?
For brothers who
died from black-on-black violence
From here to the Dark Continent were rebels
sell diamonds
To clients allover the world, got little Black girls
dyin'
And can we please pour some more liquors?
For Will, Bokeem, Bar,
Pappy -- my niggaz
Here's another Warrior Song from Nasty and Quan
It's to
him I pass the baton to carry this on
Street's Disciple, salute to those
who's gone with bullets
And I promise through rhymin' Quan gon' rep his life
to the fullest
And can we please have a moment of truth?
For soldiers and
troops away with helmets and boots
And families back home who pray they make
it home safe
Hopin' that they don't get hit with a stray or missiles
This
is just a moment to let you all know that we miss you
Mommy I'm still here,
wishin' I was there with you
Let's take 'em
home
As day comes and night falls
For the
rest of our lifes we'll miss y'all
And even though life must go on, we'll
still mourn
While wishin' y'all were home
And can we please have a moment
to mourn?
For Pac, Biggie and Pun 'cause through us they live on
Jam
Master Jay, Freaky Tah and Aaliyah
Big L and Left Eye, when we die we hope to
see ya
Can we please have a moment for children
Who got raped or
murdered, or trapped in the system
Who never knew their father, never learned
to dream
But was guided by drug dealers, killers and crack fiends
For
single mothers that's forced to play mom and dad
Bustin' her ass to give her
kids shit she never had
For my niggaz in the pen hopin' rhymes'll get 'em
signed
So when released, they can say bye to a life of crime
For every
mother that held a son in the street bleedin'
Cryin' a song of sorow to dark
and deep for speakin'
Just a moment outside the day to day struggle
To let
the ones we really care about know that we love 'em
As day comes and night falls
For the
rest of our lifes we'll miss y'all
And even though life must go on, we'll
still mourn
While wishin' y'all were home