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(feat. Fes Roc) [Intro: Female - talking] We have to understand that we're talking about our survival and nothing else Whether or not this beautiful race of people is going to survive on the Earth That's what we are talking about, nothing else [Verse 1: Fes Roc] Shots bust in (nothing else), cops rush in, on niggaz hustlin You know the science of money is substance The evils, my peoples, live illegal Stack dough that equals To large amounts, that's hard to count (yeah) I blow an ounce and watch the plot thicken We on the block pitchin While the cops watch with optic vision Listen, my hood is chaos, it never sleeps Crime's got us knee deep in the streets Uh, between the sheets I write verses, while the Devil curses Watchin young kingpins get put in hearses The fiends lurkin for the dream merchant Their last days seems certain (uh huh) He overdose before they close the curtain [Chorus: Elzhi (Female from Intro)] SongtexteTryin to tackle the grind Stress hard on my soul and shackle my mind (we have to understand) Makin my heart cold and my head hot Cause's bread not Comin in and I'm losin my cool Like the summer wind strollin through (we're talking about our survival) My goal is to stand on the bottom of my feet again Even if it means robbin then I got 'em in the street in Broad day and no this ain't of God's way, so I'm hopin (and nothing else) If opportunity knocked, then mine locked, doors open [Verse 2: Elzhi] I'm livin fast, but cash is movin slow in motion I'm goin through ups and downs like I'm roller coastin Ridin, hidin feelings behind a wide grin I almost died inside when I couldn't provide ends Meet, wish I could say life's been sweet In street drama, the thermometer blends heat Heat, I'm tryin to find a way, depression is grew high I search for a blue sky, but I'm seein signs of gray I got a line I say, if I come with two and combine a trey Add a fourth, I watch how these words on a pad'll morph into a rhyme This might get me out the sewer grime Many get stuck, few'll climb They pursue a crime because my city's so poor My nigga Jay got killed robbin his video store Tryin to provide for his seed Seed he felt his world cavin in, before the day that he bleed And indeed, greed will fuck your mind if you give it brain Or give it head, that's one the same As long as blood's runnin through my hundred veins It'll come together whether the weather is sun or rain [Chorus: Elzhi (Female from Intro)] Tryin to tackle the grind Stress hard on my soul and shackle my mind (whether or not) Makin my heart cold and my head hot Cause's bread not Comin in and I'm losin my cool Like the summer wind strollin through (this beautiful race of people) My goal is to stand on the bottom of my feet again Even if it means robbin then I got 'em in the street in Broad day and no this ain't of God's way, so I'm hopin If opportunity knocked, then mine locked, doors open (to survive on the Earth) [Verse 3: Elzhi] It's been another murder, where it never shine, shine Hustlers off in these streets, agin like fine wine Ever the lost souls at the age of nine, grind Grew eyes in the back of my head for who behind mine That backstab, smack dab in your stacked abs 'til it black scab Feel the pressure like cracked crab They say the streets is watchin When clicks meet they leave you six feet inboxed in The block's been good to the hood, got hella bad Some young fellas that caught slippin, can tell he sad Fuck it, that's how it go, you just got to keep your eyes peeled Heard about some guys killed inside my old junior high's field They said a crackhead did it for white powder He fiendin and so he left 'em leanin, I seen 'em To just a day ago, that's the way it go Where they ain't payin dough, so get to layin low (low) [Outro: Elzhi - talking] Man, make you want to do somethin crazy man Get on that Tupac, +Juice+ tip Get to robbin a liquor store or somethin (somethin...) Aus Songtexte Mania