and what makes us be it The love we share for the mutual link that we have STraight-Edge Hardcore No regrets Because we live everything And we live
you trust A bound to die is not an easy way to survive I don't need an answer My only solution is to LIVE BY THE FIST And die for the truth You
No sanctuary or refuge for me and my beliefs Punished by the lack of trust of what is not comprehended Controled by emotions, directioned to a savage
Degradation (6x) A call for blood against the youth gone insane dead before they get old Follwing the leader of a headless world You talk about
a seat. And by the rhythm of the rails, reading all his mother's mail from a city boy in a jungle town postmarked Saigon. He'll go live his mother'
chest... [Other reporters talking, then they fade slowly] [Chorus] You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead Why am I fighting to live, if I
ya fists if ya feel me, holla if ya hear me Learn to survive in the nine-tre' I make rhyme pay, others make crime pay Whatever it takes to live and stand
to tha youth tear tha roof off tha ol' school Oh no, I won't turn tha other cheek In case ya can't see us while we burn the other week Now we gotta
cannot shake these feelings I can't renounce - this love for you is all I know I am controlled by sorrow - my hope forever lost bested by my weakness
streets Band on bricks 'till my fist was bloody Turn, hella corners in the '74 'Cutty Buddy, you don't wanna come against this Black fist, born to make
good Feel so free Put your fists in the air, AOWWWW!! [Diddy:] I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rules and do what I do by any means (c'mon) Call
gentlemen... Dr. Dre! [Verse 1:] They see that lowrider go by there, like: "Oh, my! " (whoo!) You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cause I know why
blessed Master V does some other shit TV's in the head rests Never wear no vests because I got mad love I catch respect when other niggas catch slugs
: [ VERSE 1 ] Woke up the other mornin, I heard a rumor They said the gang wars was over I told em they was bullshittin, they said it's real as hell
mind of a clown And the wicked one somehow spinnin' around Movin' down the hallway with arms strapped down with sedatives [Shaggy] Hangin' all by the neck from the IV Sedatives for the lively
aren't the last lines that I'll see.." So please cut this string, attached to my wrists Buried in my shaking palm, I hold this evil in my fist I relive
answers There?s so much bigotry, misunderstanding and fear With eyes squinted and fists clinched we reach out for what is dear We want it we want We want a reason to live
, hope you forgive me Dirty. [Chorus x2] [Verse 6: U-God] Yo. Yo, yo, yo ? On the crash, and put my fist through. Shout out to Dirty that the whole
