Brothers in arms… At any time I can be seen with blood on my garms Let the beat breathe for a minute man Lewi White… yo, look
There’s so many shootouts Who don’t wanna move house But which areas peaceful? Not many I know in the borough I wanna go to another place But my mind, body and soul’s in the gutter My life’s like holes in a hummer All eyes on me And I still get public transport alone with a cutter I ain’t promoting black on black crime But it’s true my foes are of colour I get cream ’cause I put the coke in the butter Being devoted and suffer They wanna see me scrimpin’ and scrapin’ Or in Burger King with an apron I’ve been snaked by my own kind So now I’ve gotta live with the asians
Stuck in the slums… Brothers in arms bussin’ the guns Mothers alarmed hugging their sons And that’s why I pray… Days are getting shorter My wage is getting smaller I’ma take it to the border
Fiends waiting on the corner Feds circling the block This place is like a sauna It’s certainly hot (And that’s why I blaze) The stress is way too much I ain’t saying that it’s best you take a drug But me? I smoke ’til my heads green ‘Til I see the world in double vision like it’s split screen The youngers told me times have changed since I was 16 They think of big dreams Don’t blow your brains through your windscreen For status alone Papers a bonus, imma aim at the vultures So much weight on my shoulders Who you tryna take for a donut With a 2-2 you ain’t a grown up I’ve seen so many bets rolled up In a war and I go nuts Lick somebody’s head with a golf club Somebody’s dead when the chrome busts
What would Martin say? What would Malcolm think? How can we last this way? We’ll soon be found extinct…
What would Martin say? What would Malcolm think? How can we last this way? We’ll soon be found extinct…
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation
We rollin’ around in tints Won’t see me going out with a link When it’s a one off we going out in a sprint My own people pray for my downfall I’m taking a mound full of bullshit! And you know what? I’ll feel like taking them out with a full clip But some niggas are all lip But some niggas are not so even the killers are cautious We all out for the figures, the spinners and Porsches No point sticking up paupers I’m picking orders, break down a brick into quarters I got a list full of ballers that show off like hit performers My stick’s enormous
What would Martin say? What would Malcolm think? How can we last this way? We’ll soon be found extinct…
What would Martin say? What would Malcolm think? How can we last this way? We’ll soon be found extinct…
Stuck in the slums… Brothers in arms bussin’ the guns Mothers alarmed hugging their sons And that’s why I pray… Days are getting shorter My wage is getting smaller I’ma take it to the border