(feat. Ed O.G., Lil' Dap, Paw Duke)



[Lil' Dap]

Raptivism, yaknahmsayin?

Yo this live and direct, LIVE and direct

No More Prisons, yaknahmsayin?

Don't need no more baby

No more..



See we can walk through the streets, politic all night

Start to make our own tracks, for these cats to recite

Recite, rip through your jugular vein, right out your throat

Make these cats wanna provoke, I'm holdin it down with my folks

Cause we walk about it, with Helamic and Knowledge

Shinin bright like a diamond, sittin in BK rhymin

Holdin it down, waitin for the sun to set now

Look in the sky, see my man B.I.G. floatin around

One day we shine so bright, livin life so right

Lost my man tonight, settin it off, aight?

Check it like this, you got to go with the flow

Some people may not understand, but you know how it go

Because life ain't shit, you got to work for yours

Got to hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor

Niggaz think shit is funny, got to work for yours

See the rich get, rich, the poor get poor

Jump up and grab the nina son you gotta get yours

Life ain't shit, got to work for yours



[Paw Duke]

The elements of life, got a nigga scared to death

I'm up to my neck, and I can't, hold my breath

Who woulda ever thought, at 22, goin through this

My young thugs bust guns, it's kinda foolish

My young ladies sell sex, it's kinda clueless

Let's get through this, illuminati's tryin to screw us

Blood for blood, ash for ash, life is bigger

The poorer man poor, while the rich gets richer



[Ed O.G.]

A lot of niggaz think that pro-black, is so wack

Like the old school I'm a throwback, you know that

We plantin seeds that don't grow back, while the black

still shinin like Kojak

You ain't never gave a shit, yo we OWNED that

Monopolize the whole game and control that

A lot of cats get scared so they hold back

thinkin that they won't get paper sayin pro-black

But they think they get rich screamin blow gats

bubble cracks on hot produced tracks and still dispute facts

I ain't tryin to hear another nigga schoolin me

bout my paper my car or my jewelry

And who is he?  The one that tell you not to spend it foolishly

Cause this whole black movement, is movin me

Keep your head above water, or drown below

On the dee-low, not cool to have a P.O.

You shootin craps, not cee-lo

Small time hustlers, who never reach the kilo

You know the steelo



[Chubb Rock]

From the committee of 300, niggaz can't get blunted

The JFK niggaz, UHH, died in cellblock niggaz

From the crack lackeys, hold your asshole and cock backey

Warm green eggs in pens sweatin like pigs

Niggaz get clockwork for five to ten blockwork

then cry for balance, then toss the salads

of the long wrong life, beaten knife, wound cabbage

Green veil niggaz at night, for bail adage

Tim Allen bend, went to the pen, for twelve pounds of M

Home Improvement now rules the zen

Charles Dutton locked for eight moons for nuttin nuttin

Came back tougher than Martin Martin for fuckin

The Guiliani's, Armani's, who laundry

the ducats from the Mexicans sweatin niggz from Rahway

How the fuck can street crack rule the NASDAQ?

That's like a rap nigga getting a check from ASCAP --

- can't happen, after Attica rule the Richter

The poor went raw and the rich got richer



[Lil' Dap]

Because life ain't shit, you got to work for yours

Got to hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor

Niggaz think shit is funny, got to work for yours

See the rich get, rich, the poor get poor

Jump up and grab the nina son you gotta get yours

Life ain't shit, got to work for yours



[Chubb Rock]

Uhh! Uhh, uhh, nineteen ninety-nine

Huh huhh, with my rhyme

and low line, page ? means pace

Raptivism, means peace and peace PEACE *INHALES*

Bass Records, peace peace and p-peace

Rob Swinga, peace peace and always peace

D-Rock, peace peace and one time peace

Freeze Love, peace peace and peace peace

Cocksachie, Greenvale, Greenwald

Attica, one more time, hold on

Rahway, come back cell block H

and everybody in Riker's, one love

One love.