Stop The Violence

Worldwide!

BDP are the freshest!

Worldwide!

Worldwide!

Worldwide!

One two three, the crew is called BDP

And if you want to go to the tip top

Stop the violence in Hip Hop, Y-O

Time and time again, as I pick up the pen

As my thoughts emerge, these are those words

I glance at the paper to know what's going on

Someone's doing wrong, the story goes on

Mary Lou just had a baby someone else decapitated

The drama of the world shouldn't keep us so frustrated

I look, but it doesn't coincide with my books

Social studies will not speak upon political crooks

It's just the presidents, and all the money they spent

All the things they invent, and how their house is so immaculate

They create missiles, my family's eating gristle

Then they get upset when the press blows the whistle

PHONE calls are made, profiles are kept low

You tamper with some jobs, now the press is controlled

Not only newspapers, but every single station

You only get to hear the president is on vacation

But uh, stay calm, there's no need for alarm

You say goodbye to your mom, and you're off to Vietnam

You shoot to kill, come back and you're a veteran

But how many veterans are out there pedaling?

There's no telling, cause they CONTINUE selling

As quiet as it's kept, I won't go into depth

You could talk about Nigeria, people used to laugh at ya

Now I take a look, I see USA For Africa?

Huh

What's the solution, to stop all this confusion?

Rewrite the constitution, change the drug which you're using

Rewrite the constitution or the emancipation proclamation

We fight inflation, yet the president's still on vacation

BDP posse!

This might sound a little strange to you

Well here's the reason I came to you

We gotta put our heads together, and stop the violence

Cause real bad boys move in silence

When you're in a club, you come to chill out

Not watch someone's blood just spill out

That's what these other people want to see

Another race fight endlessly

You know we're being watched, you know we're being seen

Some wish to destroy this scene called hip-hop

But I won't drop

Not I or Scott LaRock

Well here is the message that we bring today

Hip-hop will surely decay

If we as a people don't stand up and say

BDP and me

We step into the party top celebrity

Say when we come in the dance, we never have to pay a fee

Cause that's cos we got R-E-S-P-E-C-T

I have this one wife, her name is Miss Melody

Although I'm from the Bronx, she from the Brooklyn posse

I tell ya a little of this and then I tell you some of that

Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I wear a hat

Sometimes I'm in a Mercedes and sometimes I'm in a plane

Sometimes I find myself upon the number two train

Some people look at me and see negativity

Some people look at me and see positivity

But when I see myself I see creativity

So if I can create, well then I make some money

Jah man just put your hands up if you're out here gettin' paid

Jah man just put your hands up if you're out here gettin' paid

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