Whas really goin on? [Intro] My people we onna rise If we jus open our eyes Killin each otha for a color Right now as i speak Can u see wha makes us weak? Understand tha cowardz act fools But tha bravest of all men obey gods rules... [Carlos Coy] I see my streetz full of hustlas sellin dope Creepin trophy truckz and buss off killa smoke I see older folkz turn away they disgusted all tha money that i earn a day And they been busted but everybody payed for Tha way they live may i be on my way lord Keys it dont hurt them cold blooded will it eva be? I make a wish, I see mothaz on crack G'z gotta serve them everybody wanna stack Aint no love u can die and still neva see That tha blood that u spillin is ur own kind Now take a look who u killin when u go blind All tha years sellin bricks black taught me well That life only gives back wha u can sell And this message is colored by aspairity So out of lessons these streets wanna marry me And its on... Chorus: We're gunna take control Take a place out to toro U know we got to blow That peace pipe, peace pipe... We're gunna take control No matter where we go That peace pipe, peace pipe... U know we gotz to blow Stop tha greed as i proceed to blaze [Lil Russ] And recollect my thoughts, 'cause we livin in tha last stage Of revelationz doomed for a devistation So before i die, imma bring about this unification Spread love all across tha whole nation Sheedin tears for my peers and all this shit we facin 'cause lord knows, this mexicano had it bad Just like tha rest of my people had in tha past They been in misery sufferin thru proporty But imma help my brothas thru this trouble G Lil' Russ well let it be known worldwide So imma reunite mi gente till we unify (Chorus) [Carlos Coy] Bandanas flaggin everywhere, clamin sets Involved wit a dirty deed wit nino ross Gangstas playin double dare, aimin techs Many people heard of me when i was lost Homies was tha full dad I was at tha party wit my steel hammer pulled back Thank god he turned into a betta man my second chance But i dont think i ever can forget tha past We was kids playin football havin fun Now we playin 'shootin yall' wit real guns One time for my dead friends I do my best So tha trigga happy trend ends So u may rest... (Chorus Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com