Raise Your Weapons

They say Im the last of a dying breed

And this generation is in a dying need

Of a voice like me, someone to embody the glory, I guess thats me

Someone to tell the story of the people like me

Those who came from nothin' and fought like me

They said I be nothin' I'd be dead by 23

The Pastor said becase Im Muslim I burn eternally

My chick said because of my tattoos heaven Ill never see

So im out in the open all alone searching for some peace

Mentally I feel enslaved by this weak economy

So Im thinkin' bout buying a piece and robbin' everyone in front of me

But the funny things is we all feel it

Im just speakin of pain that we all live God civilians of the ghetto

But crash so loud I'd be damn they know this echo

They tellin' me to let go, they askin' me why am I upset for?

Yeah I'mma upset yo, cause you wont except the people that I rep for

This kids with broken hearts and tore in soles that find it hard to let go

Confusing them with your religions

Lying politicians, throwing us in you prisons

Making us welfare recipients with no hope so I hope

You bastard listens before the nation millions I provoke

And we show up at your front door

Weapons raised no questions made

You knowing what we come for

Respect of the upmost!

Rippin' my heart was so easy, so easy

Launch your assault now, take it easy

Raise your weapon, raise your weapon

One word and it's over

Raise your weapons

Naw, naw, naw that aint what they tellin' me

But the killers is what closin' me, no mercy for they punk ass

They threw too many shots, not to bust back

I came too far to go back

All these words I'd done stack

The coallition so you been warned that its combat

So black gloves, black mack, I'm strapped up like co-jack

Niggas better run like Bo Jack

I'm blitzin' with these raisins all these haters better code red

You punks run inside cause these dogs that ridin'

... and they so fast, with all this co fake

They want real and they so trill

And they dont steal and they dont feel

Sympathy toward your judgement

You could call the law call the law

But they still not budgin', so we thugin tell they brought in

Standin' here til the sun dim, and its back up

Lexus, got em raised up

No power .. , we was raised tough

We all together so get raised up or get rolled on

Got crips, bloods, and them stones on

This revolution is so strong, and this war

We didnt start alone