[Intro] 'Preme all right 'Preme that roughneck shit is cool and all but what else you got man? (aight man yo man check this shit out I got some shit for the radio man I'm ready to fucking hit it)
[Sample] "Brother brother brother"
[Shabazz The Disciple] Once again the intellectual black child is here to let knownledge be born on the track While I massage your mental and exercise your temple So potential as I rip the instrumental I'm that type of brother that got shit locked down Whoever tries to stand in my way, they gets knocked down No time to relax, gotta move fast Just pass the obsticles in my new path It's time to blow up, I gotta work hard Cuz when you're lazy, my brother, you gets barred 90 miles per an hour is the rate as I motivate I have to eliminate the dead weight Brothers are tugged along like children Trying to slow me down and prevent me from building Excellerating, prospering in Hell and Evading to turn their lack of motivation I revolve like the Earth rotates on it's axis Bust some ass while my mother relaxes Stay in the ghetto if you're willing to eat your own I'm sick of living the lifestyle of the poor and alone I've suffered enough, the struggle took mad long It's time take and moan, control and add on I knew deep down to myself that I wasn't lying Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying
[Chorus x1.5: "Sample", (Shabazz The Disciple)] "Brother, brother, brother" "I'll stand here" "There's far too many struggles" "I'll stand here" (Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying)
[Shabazz The Disciple] I was raised in the place where you don't want to be Drugs and guns over-rule the society To me it's like an essence of drug dealers and murderers Crack heads, prostitutes, drugs and burgulars Whenever went on, I knew the cops were here into it It took a crime for them to get to it I've been to mad wakes and funerals Most of y'all understand what that pressure can do to you But I kept my mind in an upward glance Expanding me skills, waiting for a chance The day where I can rhyme and shine And here I am getting paid to tell the world what's on my mind Standing my grounds like I'm supposed to Possess the skills most can't come close to I won't stop fighting until it's time to Cuz I have a destine to rule I will climb to Besides all the pressure and the strain on my brain I'm striving cuz I was able to maintain I didn't let no one change my decisions Blow me off course and try to blurry my visions Four plus a head with the skills that I'm blessed with I'm going all out until the snake is infested A community where everybody is dying Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying
[Chorus x1.5]
[Shabazz The Disciple] A lot of times I almost got wasted Death was mad close, but I wasn't ready to face it I know I'm still here for a purpose Just seen all me people leaving in hurses Most of my brothers were slain in the drug game It tore me apart, but here I still remain Have to feel the pain and it hurts, yo There comes a point in life where you have to convert, so Here I am striving for a little perfection Headed in a new direction, using my mind for protection Because your mind is worse than any other weapon A feel luck that I didn't end up dying All my brothers didn't make it, but they died trying
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[Intro] 'Preme all right 'Preme that roughneck shit is cool and all but what else you got man? (aight man yo man check this shit out I got some shit for the radio man I'm ready to fucking hit it)
[Sample] "Brother brother brother"
[Shabazz The Disciple] Once again the intellectual black child is here to let knownledge be born on the track While I massage your mental and exercise your temple So potential as I rip the instrumental I'm that type of brother that got shit locked down Whoever tries to stand in my way, they gets knocked down No time to relax, gotta move fast Just pass the obsticles in my new path It's time to blow up, I gotta work hard Cuz when you're lazy, my brother, you gets barred 90 miles per an hour is the rate as I motivate I have to eliminate the dead weight Brothers are tugged along like children Trying to slow me down and prevent me from building Excellerating, prospering in Hell and Evading to turn their lack of motivation I revolve like the Earth rotates on it's axis Bust some ass while my mother relaxes Stay in the ghetto if you're willing to eat your own I'm sick of living the lifestyle of the poor and alone I've suffered enough, the struggle took mad long It's time take and moan, control and add on I knew deep down to myself that I wasn't lying Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying
[Chorus x1.5: "Sample", (Shabazz The Disciple)] "Brother, brother, brother" "I'll stand here" "There's far too many struggles" "I'll stand here" (Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying)
[Shabazz The Disciple] I was raised in the place where you don't want to be Drugs and guns over-rule the society To me it's like an essence of drug dealers and murderers Crack heads, prostitutes, drugs and burgulars Whenever went on, I knew the cops were here into it It took a crime for them to get to it I've been to mad wakes and funerals Most of y'all understand what that pressure can do to you But I kept my mind in an upward glance Expanding me skills, waiting for a chance The day where I can rhyme and shine And here I am getting paid to tell the world what's on my mind Standing my grounds like I'm supposed to Possess the skills most can't come close to I won't stop fighting until it's time to Cuz I have a destine to rule I will climb to Besides all the pressure and the strain on my brain I'm striving cuz I was able to maintain I didn't let no one change my decisions Blow me off course and try to blurry my visions Four plus a head with the skills that I'm blessed with I'm going all out until the snake is infested A community where everybody is dying Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying
[Chorus x1.5]
[Shabazz The Disciple] A lot of times I almost got wasted Death was mad close, but I wasn't ready to face it I know I'm still here for a purpose Just seen all me people leaving in hurses Most of my brothers were slain in the drug game It tore me apart, but here I still remain Have to feel the pain and it hurts, yo There comes a point in life where you have to convert, so Here I am striving for a little perfection Headed in a new direction, using my mind for protection Because your mind is worse than any other weapon A feel luck that I didn't end up dying All my brothers didn't make it, but they died trying
[Chorus x3]
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