作曲 : Demsey, Heath, Wood Intro： Let's work for the family Let's keep the family strong By keepin the tie of love strong in the family All those of you who are rich, use your riches to elevate the poor All those who think you are wise, use your wisdom And teach the unlearned So all of us walk together like brothers And i say this, there is no family without a hair in their family {lil dap} Yo it took 41 shots, to take one man down I'm black and i'm proud, fighting for this struggle right now 27 years i didn't think i'd walk this earth My grandmother sat and told me how she hustled for life Pop dukes had to leave, to fight the feedin me Mom dukes took her early leave, to explore her life Now we eat dogs, runnin through these streets all night Something ain't right, now what part of the game is this? If it took killas and ****** stronger to make an end Searchin for bread, my whole situation has changed Rollin at a young age, but i got to focus my brain Straight like that, the codes are on the streets to come back Come burnin my mack, it's time to kill them softly black Cuz we real brooklyn ****** comin through these streets Connect it with 5 boroughs and the **** gets deep Open your eyes, hoping that these people get by Real recognize real, now you got to pack steele I got my deal, 0 for 1 record deal And these stupid ass ****** said we couldn't come back Hears to your facts, i hate set it on you you black We hate to set it on your black "so let's get the family together" {lil dap} First to first, ****** don't want me to disperse Why young minorities they have to ride in a herse Undertane to 5 vehicle, or up in the lobby Little kids got shot, cops can't even show their own glocks I've performed in many countries, with people going to war Settling the score, representing brooklyn once more I write rhymes to design or a new frame of mind They got us locked us in situations, we might have to kill I'm trying to bill, ****** keep on fronting still "all those of you who are rich, use your riches to elevate the poor" "all those who think you are wise" Chorus: lil dap Cuz we real brooklyn ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep We real queens ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep We real bronx ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep We real shaolin ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep We real harlem ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep {lil dap} Bk, harlem ****** Footprints, walkin the streets, i hope it is a good path Lookin for my dad, tell him how we survived in the hood It was all good, cuz 99 percent of your life, Positioning things are right, ****** they start to act trife See i set my family and even kept my things real Had my own dough, even pushed the forward deal Cuz writing rhymes is much better then sittin and Writing jail letters That sings all those ones certain locked behind the walls Brooklyn's my print, a black baby mistoken from birth Where's your old earth? black cause burn on the dirt Cuz this industry makes billions of dollars every year Blood, sweat & tears, while my people sittin in the cut Hungry as ****, i'm sitting back drinkin on my tea They can't stop me, ghetto connect the soldier you see Chorus That's right, this goes out to all of chicago L.a., new york, livin the hard life Streets of indianoplis Brooklyn
作曲 : Demsey, Heath, Wood Intro： Let's work for the family Let's keep the family strong By keepin the tie of love strong in the family All those of you who are rich, use your riches to elevate the poor All those who think you are wise, use your wisdom And teach the unlearned So all of us walk together like brothers And i say this, there is no family without a hair in their family {lil dap} Yo it took 41 shots, to take one man down I'm black and i'm proud, fighting for this struggle right now 27 years i didn't think i'd walk this earth My grandmother sat and told me how she hustled for life Pop dukes had to leave, to fight the feedin me Mom dukes took her early leave, to explore her life Now we eat dogs, runnin through these streets all night Something ain't right, now what part of the game is this? If it took killas and ****** stronger to make an end Searchin for bread, my whole situation has changed Rollin at a young age, but i got to focus my brain Straight like that, the codes are on the streets to come back Come burnin my mack, it's time to kill them softly black Cuz we real brooklyn ****** comin through these streets Connect it with 5 boroughs and the **** gets deep Open your eyes, hoping that these people get by Real recognize real, now you got to pack steele I got my deal, 0 for 1 record deal And these stupid ass ****** said we couldn't come back Hears to your facts, i hate set it on you you black We hate to set it on your black "so let's get the family together" {lil dap} First to first, ****** don't want me to disperse Why young minorities they have to ride in a herse Undertane to 5 vehicle, or up in the lobby Little kids got shot, cops can't even show their own glocks I've performed in many countries, with people going to war Settling the score, representing brooklyn once more I write rhymes to design or a new frame of mind They got us locked us in situations, we might have to kill I'm trying to bill, ****** keep on fronting still "all those of you who are rich, use your riches to elevate the poor" "all those who think you are wise" Chorus: lil dap Cuz we real brooklyn ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep We real queens ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep We real bronx ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep We real shaolin ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep We real harlem ****** coming from these streets Connected with 5 boroughs and this **** gets deep {lil dap} Bk, harlem ****** Footprints, walkin the streets, i hope it is a good path Lookin for my dad, tell him how we survived in the hood It was all good, cuz 99 percent of your life, Positioning things are right, ****** they start to act trife See i set my family and even kept my things real Had my own dough, even pushed the forward deal Cuz writing rhymes is much better then sittin and Writing jail letters That sings all those ones certain locked behind the walls Brooklyn's my print, a black baby mistoken from birth Where's your old earth? black cause burn on the dirt Cuz this industry makes billions of dollars every year Blood, sweat & tears, while my people sittin in the cut Hungry as ****, i'm sitting back drinkin on my tea They can't stop me, ghetto connect the soldier you see Chorus That's right, this goes out to all of chicago L.a., new york, livin the hard life Streets of indianoplis Brooklyn
