(Mykel). There was life there was water. We depend on mama nature. There is a message for tommorrow. Everything connect's to you. Some says soon there will be over.
Uh, If I can teach somethin' so be it. And hope somebody learn somethin' from it (teacher!). And give it back. . They can't break me or shake me. They too fake to come kill me.
(feat. Keon Bryce). . [Chorus - singing]. There's a war in the streets tonight. And nobody's really feelin' alright. I got a blunt for a chronic, a juice for my tonic.
[Chorus]. War is necessary. War brings pain. But war is necessary. War brings peace. Cause war is necessary. Getcha warriors up. Cause my niggas are war ready.
Verse One:. . Yo, the Lord is my shepard. The sword is my weapon. Reward is a blessin', that comes from the struggle. shoes been scuffled, blood's been shed, another Mother loses a son.
Uhh, ooh, baby, baby. Keep it thug and keep yo' heat. Na nah nah nah nah. . Now slowly, thinkin' of all the things that oppose me. I think of kings who died and rappers out to dethrone me.
Verse One:. . Yo, the Lord is my shepard. The sword is my weapon. Reward is a blessin', that comes from the struggle. shoes been scuffled, blood's been shed, another Mother loses a son.
No revolutionary gets old. Or so I'm told. You're left full of bullet-holes. When you tell the people go free. Oh, it's a matter of days before they try to take me.
{*Doug E. Fresh beatboxes*}. . Yeah. what. you!. UH-HUH! C'MON!. Yeah. yeah, what?. Nasty Nas, Virgo. Uh-huh. L-L-Ludacris, Virgo. Uh uh uh. Doug Fresh.
[Nas]. Uh.. Pacino life, G a roll, casino dice. at the Mirage, Vegas strip, neon lights. Gamblers, puffin cigars, couples and stars. Flashin cameras, dealers, shufflin cards.
The unauthorized copy. Dedication to my children, my child, Destiny Jones. To my niece and nephews, Suree, Malik, Jabari. The world is yours. Acknowledgements: first off I wanna thank God.
Uhh, ooh, baby, baby. Keep it thug and keep yo' heat. Na nah nah nah nah. . Now slowly, thinkin' of all the things that oppose me. I think of kings who died and rappers out to dethrone me.
The unauthorized copy. Dedication to my children, my child, Destiny Jones. To my niece and nephews, Suree, Malik, Jabari. The world is yours. Acknowledgements: first off I wanna thank God.
[Intro: Nas]. It's like a cold story repeated over and over. In the winters of my mind. This shit be real, man. Shit's crazy out here. Yo Yo, Yo what up y'all?.
Real conversation for that ass. (Its what they want) Huh. (Its what they want) What you said, can't hear you man. (Its what they want) Speak the fuck up.
[Verse 1]. Yo, my man was regulatin on niggas he used to thug with. Older niggas in this murder game, drug czars. BM, Jaguars, they cash was large. Since he was wild, they let him in.
[Intro: Nas]. I want you to close your eyes. And vision the most beautiful place in the world. If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner. Come on this journey.
[Verse 1]. Yo, my man was regulatin on niggas he used to thug with. Older niggas in this murder game, drug czars. BM, Jaguars, they cash was large. Since he was wild, they let him in.
One, two. Check, one, two. One, two, who got more style, the son do. {*rewind*}. One, two. Check, one, two. One, two, who got more style, the son do. Check, one, two.
It's yours!. . Whose world is this?. The world is yours, the world is yours. It's mine, it's mine, it's mine. Whose world is this? "It's yours!". It's mine, it's mine, it's mine.