Hey it's 1984, With a glimpse of what's in store, It looks like things are up to us, No talk, just action in the streets, That's what it's gonna take
Hatred I can't stand it anymore. The color of our skin we must ignore. Do you feel the pain or see the hurt, Or do you let it pass right by instead? [
What do you mean when you say We've changed our ways? Say we're just too political, Or we don't have much to say. The ones who criticize our reasons,
this one goes out to my band and to our crew no better thing to do I give it up to my band and to our crew It's been a long, long time looks like it'
Man you've gotta problem, who made you fuckin' king A macho pig with nothing in your head. No girls around you, their place is not at gigs, Don't want
Something's creeping up your way, With cans of pain and things to say. We wait until the dead of night, Then nail everything in sight. [Chorus] We will
Yeah, you do drugs, you know I don't, Yet it's a trend just 'cos I don't, Leave me be, can't you see, I hate the way it fuckin' smells. I hate the way
So you're tired of hearing us moan and complain, Just 'cos you don't feel it, Don't mean there's no pain. Some are brought up and let down, Then run
We'll stop the ones who fuck it up, And show the world that they can't stop the crew. The crew is me, the crew is you, yeah we're the crew! The threat
Hey now I've this feeling That I've never felt before, I know it ain't cool to say this now, But I can't help the way I feel inside. Around you I can
You're beatin' up on your friends, 'Cos you're so insecure, You wanna be the toughest, But we all know for sure, You thrash because you know You're gonna
You waited long for 21. For me the fight has just begun. You get in clubs, drink alcohol, It makes you feel you're ten feet tall. [Chorus] I don't wanna
A street with bodies, filled with guts, Child's world is such a mess. One bomb could rip this place apart, Yet who's to blame, where'd it start. [Chorus
t stump your hump, come bump your rump to the rip-diddy-dip dip rhythm Yeah, right about now I'd like to take out these few seconds to say whassup to
When I come thru there sweatin, like lee Evans and when I drop bars yeah the question beckons am I comin for that number1 slot or will I come second
the A to the G-I (Rolling with) Show B-I (Repeat 2x) [A.G.] It's the A to the G so don't sleep My second LP and I'm in too deep Always keep a low so
know what this is We givin' y'all five seconds to put your drink down And report to the dance floor immediately All the bustas we givin' y'all five seconds
buster I come to tear this mother don't say that I keep it real like a mamasita don't play that What's happenin' Shipa [unverified] Hot Boy gangsta rap writer I write your crew