Blood on beats Tears have been shed Lives have been lost Blood has been spilled Blood on beats Damn, look at em sittin there, cats missin their chance
for my little brothers and sisters And still get vicious for the thugs and the Misses What I don't do is talk about the same old thing When I come through
brothers and one sister Not a rinky-dinky never snackin' on a Twinkie When it comes to flexin' I can bend like a Slinkie So here comes the champ, to civilize a tramp When brothers
mix, these reasons I'll tell you why You see, I'm five foot ten, all the ladies say when, when I dress to a tee You see, I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali
of seeing 'em Silly (shit) when they rhyme, like that red rugby shirt worn by Gilligan Plus the hat, they (shit) is wack When you see me coming take
it orderly You could say I'm sorta da boss so get lost The brotha dat will make you change opinions Dominions I'm in them when it's time to kick shit
my shit Thought niggaz would appreciate what I did to this game Bein' that, I'm flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood Come from the same 'hood you come
Socrates' philosophies and high prophecies can't define it how I be droppin these mockeries, lyrically, perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when
could to the rhythm of the beat that makes ya freak come alive girls get on your feet to the rhythm of the beat to the beat the beat to the double beat beat
eat Got introduced to Islam started making Salat We in two different cities Minnnesota and Philly But I'm on the same page as Brother Ali [Brother Ali
you as nothing less than equal That's why they call me Brother Ali, too The feeling always seems to bleed through No quitting I kill it until the beats
the end And it squashed the whole beef Uh, uh, ah, uh, uh [Verse 1 - Brother Ali] I'm so incredibly nasty, yes, my mama slapped me when she had me
2] I said clap your hand to the beat y'all 'Cause the beat make you clap your hands I said clap your hand to the beat y'all 'Cause the beat make you clap
I told 'em everything that I meant to [Chorus: Brother Ali] Come down now, come now walk with me I think and I walk and I talk awkwardly If when you
in your brains So my effects will remain Long after the trends change Son I'll bend your name Rearrange your molecules Amongst hip hop dudes, Brother Ali
are the prayers that weave poetry through drum beats Victory [VERSE 1: Brother Ali] Step inside the mind of a soon-to-be legendary Straight paramilitary Brother Ali
baretta on me, so don't reach homie They call me Duke Ali, when I'm banging that pistol Cause my gun and my vest, is a military issue Brother wait till