[Verse 1 KNaan] Here we go From the poorest and blackest of people To surviving the streets of Mogadishu The most dangerous armed and lethal Yet peaceful, we know evil I come from the slums thats run down Spit native intelligent tongue sounds Would rather get gunned down than dumbed down So calm down [Verse 2 M1] Much success to you comrade To who I wronged, if its never been said before, my bad I took a page from the book of Martin Luther And decided that its better to hug you than to shoot you Im sorry homie if its not what youre used to But the way that we living these black lives is beautiful All the things weve been through And the tree we done blew We probably family but we never knew [Hook Stori James] Til we get there, Im on your side Til we get there, Im on your side And it can take some time, til we win this fight Til we get there, Im on your side [Verse 3 M1] Thats whats called solidarity When we struggle its therapy After chaos we get clarity My enemys enemy is my man, remember? I aint trying to be ending up in this mans dilemma We only here for a minute, its what you make it so live it See Im a rider and Im going to be remembered For those of you not born, to those of you not here I wish you the best, and thats real [Verse 4 KNaan] This aint your average When they portray us they say us savage Cause we have it, blast it, wont stash it Cause we fight to the death and manage To makes songs of struggle and to habits And dammit, if I dont get even Its chant down Babylon season Die for New Orleans to Cleveland Til we even, we not believing [Hook Stori James] [Verse 5 M1] I love when we making plays I love all our brilliant ways I love when we get paid, and never move away from the hood We keep getting while the getting is good You right at home in our neck of the woods Cause we people Momma said treat others like you want them to treat you We just want to live and be peaceful Long as it makes sense, Imma have patience Especially with my brothers I go back in the day with We speak the same language, suffer the same dangers Cause our children are victims of lead paint chips Out in L.A. they put the Black against the Mexicans Old rivalries is throwing up their sets again They put the short against the tall and the old verse the new Pretty soon its going to be me against you All the things we been through And the tree that we blew I wish you much success, and stay true [Hook Stori James, 4x]
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