"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo"
[Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival"
[Jamar] "I'm only bringin you the real"
"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo"
[Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival"
[Sadat] "Have a stout if you know what I'm talkin about"
Verse One: Lord Jamar
Three sixty degrees I stand in the square, right over left
Preparin to fight to the death, you could never stifle this
Not even the triflest, nigga on Earth, could ever fuck
with what I spit in a verse, we always hit where it hurts
Underground so we dig in the dirt
Always gotta put a nigga to work, is how it seems
It's kinda hard to hear the silent screams
Through the violent things, turn a deaf ear
Your body might get left there - you better step to the rear
We put it down with Premier, rock mad army gear
You ain't heard us all together in, several years
It's like a federal crime, you had to settle for rhymes
that lacked substance, we got that in abundance
Pro-black and you know that
We stay Fat like Joe Crack, Lord Jamar
come too far, to ever try and go back
"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo"
[Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival"
[Jamar] "I'm only bringin you the real"
"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo"
[Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival"
[Sadat] "Have a stout if you know what I'm talkin about"
Verse Two: Sadat X
I'm on 110 and Lennox with these Africans overseein
our physical being, and how we doin it
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