one we stand in honour No chance to break through Expect your false truths To be cast into dust As one we stand in honour Strength floating through
As one we stand in honour No chance to break through Expect your false truths To be cast into dust As one we stand in honour Strength floating through
enough!!! When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!! We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (THESE SUCKER ASS NIGGAS!!!) These niggas
slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar It's in my blood
him know you up shit creek yourself, we all sinners Facin' the winter, with no socks, and no shoes In a position, where we all gon' loose Tell the penitentiaries, we
who wanna know If there's life after death, and if so, where we go I often find myself involved in deep thought I wanna see is heavens a place like we
to ashes, and dust to dust I clear the land, "In God We Trust" nigga It's the blaze of glory, the blaze of glory You come in here for these niggaz, the
shots with shots and bullets more mobo's brits and grammy's before I pull it believe me the floors tight but the jeans ain't you cant compromise these days
chapter We living in these times of love and cholera Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is ominous We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists, shit We
Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow Outro (sung): In these trying days and
' up in Brooklyn, shit I thought that everybody talked this way Raised on Rakim and Run-DMC So I thought that everybody 'Walked This Way' We fresh, we chill, we def, we
Man fuck y'all.. [Z-Ro] Nigga fuck all y'all Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass
was a Saturday night me and my homeboys decided to dip to the movies, and you know us. Always on CP time. So we entered the theatre and we find our seats
cipher stay mute My wisdom is sword justice Chop off the head of those who can't be trusted I'm signin' off as I let my knowledge be born Sharp like a thorn Bloods
sick All these West Coast cowards ridin' New York beat Busters get sprayed wearin' high-top fades And Cango's backwards with dark-ass shades No switchblades, nigga, we
peak Open your eyes, that unliberated shit is weak And throw em up if you a soldier, I told ya We goin burn this bitch down cause these holocaust days
The stain of these times Cuts right into our lives These conflict days they kill They wear us down Blood stains the ground The belt it has tightened
