Lords Of The Underground | Ready Or Not (1994)

Yeah, positivity over comes negativity check it

A gat don't make you a man cause a man made the gat
So stop with the black on black (x2)

We got black on black
Black on crack
Knowledge of self is what the black people lack
Grew up in the projects with the welfare and the food stamps
Modern day concentration camps
Where we lost all our unity
Because the negativity pulls us down like gravity
Black people on each others' back
Little shortie sedated thinkin' the way out is by selling crack
I seen black brothers cry like day by day the number multiply
And the devil don't give a damn long as a black man kills another black man
It makes his job more easier
As the tick goes with the tock, he's just gettin' sleezier and sleezier
Here's a good example of yourself
Talkin' about a devil on a record, they put you on the shelf
As long as you talk about "Yo I bust this nigga and I bust that nigga"
You grow bigger as a rap figure
But that's still black on black, welcome back
It's time to graduate from that

Change gon come change gon come time to free the dumb time to free the dumb
(x3)
Change gon come say what say what so get up out the slum

Now let's deal on the real don't you set sick of this?
The way we hate each other the shit's ridiculous
It's time to move on to the next phase
Cause there's too many shorties gettin' boxed in the grave
Some think respect is a uzi or a tech
But when he steals your intellect it's like a rope around your neck
That's the 2000 tricknology
That's the shit you won't learn in college, but a
You got to be strong you got to hold on
You got to know the ledge before you hit the edge
Time to get wise and civilize
Open up your eyes all three eyes and recognize
What your doing all that bullshit you pursuing
Put your whole life on ruin
So let's kill the black on black vicker
Cause it only gets us locked up or in the box quicker
And that ain't how you get the cheese
Cause now ya locked up or gunned down by your enemies
But I'm a dead it at that
Remember a gat don't make you a man cause a man made the gat
Word is born

Keep it true God keep it true (x8)

Know what I'm sayin'? Time to civilize you know get wise. Think. Stop and think
You know what I'm sayin'? No doubt. Check it so just...

No doubt I'd like to send this one out to all the people still striving and
Stugglin' to keep it real you know what I'm sayin'? Not actin' like we keepin' it
Real no doubt. Peace and love. That's D on the hook off

Grand Puba | Change Gonna Come (1995)

Tammy Lucas Feat. Cream Team | How Do Ya Like It? (1995)

Strictly Ghetto

More terrifyin than a handgun
Watch your man run, cause he can't stand Sun
When I let loose the lights
And radiate heat to any zigga in the street that try to bite
Oh shit, the nigga bit, and ain't protected
Cause they felt like the whole world respected him
The hypocritical, talkin loud but ain't sayin nothin
Like I'm jealous all of a sudden
Boy, let me tell you 'bout life and bein hard
Jealousy's a devil, I'm true and livin God
The 5 Percent, not the jive percent
But the live percent, fuck that 85 Percent
And his accomplishments
I make only cream with the God supreme
Life is real, reality is not a dream
Those who chose to sleep, I wake em up
Cause you're sleepin with your mouth open hummin deez nuts

I never let the worst things in life get the best of me
Take these testes and ehm - open sesame
Here's a magic word you'll find absurd
Bitches always talk about me, so fuck what you heard
And what you're sayin, cause it's all propaganda
Soon as I blow up you show up with the slander
I hit you for a reason: skeezin - now I'm a woman beater
Women don't cheat, but quick to call a man a cheater
Now you're runnin to the next man
Like he really cares, stupid bitch, it's just a sex plan
I cut you off and found another girl to step to
Now you're comin back, cause the next man left you
I see you catchin mad hell on your own
Whatever happened to that you wanna be alone?
It wasn't you he really wanted, it was the butt
Now you and him can both humm deez nuts

I make a party bounce like a bad check
But some brothers flex like they're the ones catchin mad wreck
You could't catch a cold in the rain
So maintain before you'll be the next juvenile slained
Man, I thought you knew better, gee
You must not be from around here and don't know my pedigree
Allow me to show and prove for ya
I represents like a lawyer, I lyrically destroy ya
Rhyme rehearsin, fake underground cursin
Rapper, when I'm not emceein I'm just a person
Ordinary? No - Legendary? Maybe
Drivin Miss Daisy crazy, then I'm swayze
Dukes, and like Luke's my crew is 2 live
If it's business, I'm with this from 9 to 5
If it's pleasure you're seekin, my man, guess what
It might please you to know that you can humm deez nuts

King Sun | Humm Deez Nuts (1994)

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