Songtexte:
Raised Fist They Can T Keep Us Down

a far. Still we gather more power in our hands, than your collection of one thousand bands and you know that. They can?t keep us down. Still around

from a far. Still we gather more power in our hands, than your collection of one thousand bands and you know that. They can?t keep us down. Still around

in tha backstreets Tha blackstreets They fear me when they rollin in they phat jeeps This ain't just a rap song A black song Tellin all my brothers, get they

wit Yuk now that we grown ups rock alligators an bumpin slow cuts juss like the Sho Nuff, we can't be touched I was raised ruff gang banged an hand cuffed

Who can make it in this rap, I thought that they ain't go see me in Memphis It was like a time they looked over Tennesseee, and didn't know Hip-Hop was

homies in the backstreets, the blackstreets They fell me when they rollin in they fat jeeps This ain't just a rap song, a black song Tellin all my brothers, get they

but you can't look back" She says, "Oh no", she goes, "Oh no" She goes, "Slow down baby, keep your eyes on the road" Soft wet skin, hands raised, body

beatin them down raise a blade, buck 50 I rap like no one out there can fuck with me stuck with me, we ain't leaving the game and keep it dirty cause

have murdered a million Unarmed patrons' fists raised They don't wanna listen to the bullshit being fed to them spoonful at a time When death can cost