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Walk Wit Me (911) (feat. V-12)

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Walk Wit Me (911) (feat. V-12)

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[Verse 1]

I want it to pop, I want the revolution to start

Watch niggaz get exposed straight lose their heart

God willing I be the one doing the killing

Say nobody got no love for the hood and its children

I'm the illest in the world fuck it the universe

Make your life hurt when I start puttin' in knife work

I zoned with Curtis Mayfield vibed with Marvin

Cause the black snake is the worst snake in the garden

They used Judas made him turn his gun on Christ

Shots riddled Malcolm X and destroyed his life

Even Martin Luther King got hit with the flame

And you wonder why the black man stuck in the game

Fuck it I stay dirty Timbs and grey shirty

Pop your hard hat put two in your derby

My life too many questions and not enough answers

Get 'em all back for what they did to the Panthers

[Chorus: V-12]

Lift every voice and sing true love that heaven brings

Filled with the harmony of liberty

They sing the rising sun a brand new day begun

Let us march on'til victory is won

[Verse 2]

And this is for the pure souls who died at birth

And the mothers in the struggle still feeling the hurt

They say the meek'll inherit the earth

And I wonder if God love us cause all my thugs is cursed

Wish I could go back holla at Asada Shakur

Having flashbacks like I did time in the war

Hiroshima, Pearl Harbor, The Berlin Wall

And I paint a clear picture to provide you all

And I might not be the artist going platinum this year

Fuck it long as my niggaz bang it on the tier

Cause any given time I can be right there

Stressin' in the yard throwin' up dead weight

Black babies on the C-O's arm playin' my gate

It's real my mom shot dope in her vein

Pops layin' in the clouds took a shot in the brain

So I never sleep always gon' keep my banger

And the media wonder why I write such anger

Imagine life as a lost soul cold no guidance

Outta control cater to crime life and violence

And me no love Bush despise Bin Laden

It's like I'm caught in the middle between to Fascist

This world shallow I'm prepared for gun battle

And I'm never gon' forget what they did to Diallo

They stay crucified me for holding my gat

Same way they did Luima and Geronimo Pratt

[Chorus: V-12]

Lift every voice and sing true love that heaven brings

Filled with the harmony of liberty

This is the rising sun a brand new day begun

Let us march on 'til victory is won

[Verse 3]

All my life and my rights made laws to trap me

Guiliani and Pataki want me in kak(i) sacky

Bleeding in a cell, wanna see me in hell

A chosen, frozen but still living to tell

Victims to the system, government officials

Bin Laden got missiles and I got issues

Henny ease the pain but fogs the brain

They in the Middle East waiting for Allah to rein

While the victims in the World Trade burn in flames

And even if God came we wouldn't embrace him

Probably go to war with him blow guns and lace him

Like the whole world wanna give they trust to Satan

While they sitting in the White House layin' and waitin'

With all the Armed Forces we still digging corpses

Still can't give life back to them voices

United we stand, divided we fall

Provided we all take heed to the call

If Christ was alive would he plead with the Lord?

Have mercy on the young seeds laying in the morgue

Refuse to be whored by these man made laws

[Chorus: V-12]

Lift every voice and sing true love that heaven brings

Filled with the harmony of liberty

This is the rising sun a brand new day begun

Let us march on'til victory is won

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