give us a future don't you let us down give us a future show us some concern give us a future don't you watch us drown give us a future or we'll put you
a way If we don't get some answers one day Soon you can bet we're going to pay There's got to be away So give us one good sign to decide whose side we
us They mad, 'cuz we jump outta cabs and hop on the bus Copin' dust, Firm Clique rock the whole Metropolis Bitches who burn dick won't put a stop to us
feeling of lise gets so boring Like a hell it s torturing Tell me one good reason before I decide to end my living Their systems seems to be suffering A
being a conformist is that when you try to change the system from within, it's not you who changes the system; it's the system that will eventually change
in a facility where time is froze God knows the heart hurts to see no sky, just dirt They give a man a cell quick before they give a man work So we get
Society doesn't give a fuck about me Turned me into a commodity Told me I was worth nothing Then they told me that I was free Don't give a shit about
let us use that power - let us all unite!!! Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give you the
in line? Learn them all the rules? Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors? Tell us make a flask of tea and survive the holocaust? *
way things are to be (Yeah) Thank you mama for the nine months you carried me through All the pain an' sufferin' No one knows the pressure you bare a just only you Give
heat and strippin' life from mammals A hungry young hustler ready to gamble For a better way of livin so fuck sittin' in prison 'Cause every niggaz a [unverified] victimized by the system
Matter, Whatever, To the world your just one person, to me your the world, my future, my destiny, so many tears, so much love, two hearts, one destination
I look Used to be a straight a student, now he's a crook Robbin people just to smoke or shoot up Used to have a crew cut, now he's a pooh-put Dropped
will see us through CHORUS Thank U mama for the nine months u carried me through All those pain an sufferin No one knows the pressure you bare a just only you Give
exit One dough to get focus my thoughts for me to go legit Voracious shit, cop a huge cats who on a ocean cliff Imagine that a few years back I was baggin
conquer us They mad cuz we jump outta cabs, and hop on the bus Copin' dust, Firm Clique rock the whole Metropolis Bitches who burn dick won't put a stop to us
