Save The Children (featuring Culture) (feat. Culture)

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Whateva, whateva man
 I'm here to represent G-O-D to the fullest
 I got a message man, and the message is straighten up
 Or get eatin up
 All mighty God is with us
 Save the children, these streets is like a villain
 Life is like a chop shop inside of the buildin
 Save the children, these streets is like a villain
 Save the children, let the blood stop spillin
 Roses are red, violets are blue, this life is about me and you
 Not the red, white and the untrue, together we stand
 Divided we stand tall, final call, God save us all from the gates of Hell
 Where my young family dwell, it was a tall well
 While we still suffer, days are gettin tougher
 Jake on the prowl, treatin people on the street foul
 Some of them mean well, but they all live behind the shell
 Kick my door down, without ringin my bell
 Claim I'm sellin crack, but I ain't doin that
 All I do is rap, I'm a real MC, trynna get my life back
 Devils'll make it difficult, there it glow within the cult
 Can't wait to cut my throat, cuz of how I speak
 Too black for Hot 97, last year they put me on hold
 But I still went gold, where the joy go?
 What happened to the +Black Boy+ video?
 Bring +Run+ back, y'all scared of Cap
 Sleepwalkers can't roll wit the blacks
 See the man dem him, he went from nice to true drunko
 Now me speak the truth and a man just a den dead
 Wit the children, when I told you I be on the outside
 I can't trust with him, not pity on the outside
 I'm hung it with him, tell him that I carry
 Tell dem save the children
 You sold your bread, I sold my bread
 So ya meet my new friend, Mr. Up-On-The-Ten
 Then are ready to bust, let me load again
 And the play gon sting, just like stealth bomber
 Refuel the jet, because me loose me venom
 Jewels we do, and refuse not to sin
 And when I come hotter, don't work for Jah
 Hittin though we gettin, well that's the word is dark
 Brother gettin children, some lovin the hard
 A mighty God is with us
 Intelligent minds, encounters of the third kind
 Trapped behind enemy lines, youth life on the line
 Devils keepin us blind if it wasn't for Divine
 Contracts wouldn't be signed, save the children
 It's like a chop shop inside the buildin
 No second guessin, I'm confessin
 In the club females are undressin
 Little ones with the sexual affection need correction too
 For too many years, shippin us upstate
 Plantin drugs on us, the children ain't safe
 Broke down our families, then they build gates
 Sow holes in our brain like life is an earthquake
 Stole our language so we couldn't meditate
 Even in the schools where the teachers taught hate
 Falsify history, everythin is fake
 Use your third eye when you dealin with snakes
 Let freedom ring, Born Love Allah, see the king
 Save the children is the song I sing
 While I'm layin in the struggle absorbin the sun rays
 Holdin the children in the last days
 We're livin like slaves, modern day style
 Save the children, make em cry for me now
 Save the children, make em cry for me now
 Cry for me now, no sight killin
 Yagga yaw, them try kill me now
 Yagga yaw, dem cry for me now
 Save the children, Dem cry for me now
 Ya all pigs, you nah
 You ya, yea yea, God is with us
 Bad man nah know, cry for me now, blaow!
 Yo, man, I ain't got nothin to say to ya niggas, man
 Word up, just get the album or get the fuck lost
 (Be like, fuck it I'm done)
 Yeah, (God bless, good night)

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Duration
05:09
Key
5
Tempo
94 BPM

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