[Intro] Were together with this one. Yes yes yall. Yes yes yall. Yes [Verse One] [Vordul] Yo, Feelin alright, movin through nights Key scenes awakenin Everyday from deep dreams Summer stash gear With the fridge full Tryin to keep cream Beige trees [CRayz Walz] Save leaves Study degrees Dont rake your fate in haste with fake schemes And angelic themes What kind of man would study mankinds place When streets is landmine laced? Wait Watch your step From a place where these kids is hardly winners And too often the case is sardines for dinner Now, are these the sinners that can do no good? Stuck blood clots in cold hoods? No good, its Rosewood The block is the body of Christ We party and fight God, probably for life A daily struggle, on the humble thoughts bubble at night And then, pop, fizzle Blow up and lock missiles on obstacles Gain knowledge [Vordul] Understandin, equality Believe in G Even if its only in me And everybody else on some other shit Ill still be on the strip, bumpin this Pumpin fists [Chorus] [Vordul] [x4] Everybody say yes If you tired of the stress Tryin to get it off of your chest [Verse Two] [MURS] Me,Im from the porch not the stoop where us westsiders shoot Dice each other over more than just loot Its more than just colors Dead homies like brothers Or maybe they shot up the spot where your grandmother stay at Thought process goin on underneath wave caps worldwide Plumb juice and genocide Is what they sippin on What they trippin on is the chrome that they sittin on Got your chain swingin but your brain aint hittin on Cmon man Exactly Anybody got a problem with progress get at me Young scrappy lad from the land of the bad Been makin suckers mad since I picked up the pad Pen down, been down since the 80s But wont switch now just so I can sound crazy I simple tell the truth and let the chips chase me [Chorus] [Vordul] [x4] Everybody say yes If you tired of the Stress Tryin to get it off of your chest [Vordul] Listen, we goin through the crucifixion When the government judges how we livin Got half our brothers, up in prison How we escape, trauma In the world of mad drama Complaints between fathers and baby mommas Familys that suffered through addiction Heard it was better, in the 80s Everybody wasnt so crazy But maybe... [Wordsworth] Itll be better for our generation Less war with coins thats commemoratin I dont think the solemn oaths they remember takin Cant run the new world with intimidation And eliminatin Children and women Its been hidden by radio and television But livin in the city... [Vordul] Of heroes and villains Paper makes it Hard to tell the difference [Chorus] [Vordul] [x4] Everybody say yes If you tired of the stress Tryin to get it off of your chest
vordul, yes, tryin, everybody, x4