....continued.....war in the street,
Most high give me strength when I'm feelin weak,
See, I tasted heaven when I met my lady, she so sweet,
I gotta live for her if for nothin,
All my homies, parolies, brothas, and young'ns,
Lemme school you to some game, no frontin,
Sit back and study the scripture,
Yo it's not enough willing to view life's picture,
That's worth 1,000 words, formulate a verse,
With the love of a mother, but the hatred of a curse,
Feel me, It's 2 sides to everything...
Love and Hate, Peace and War, Rich and Poor,
Opposites we encounter each and everyday,
Isn't it such a beautiful thing?
The balance of life, the Yin and the Yang,
Bitter and Sweet tastes poured from the same cup,
Pure; as the mind of an innocent child,
Foul; as the life that drove men to be wild,
A marriage to knowledge, the only true code of the streets,
My people handle ya business,
But hold your existance as sacred as crucifixes,
Love family and love no riches, or be slaves
Slaves to money, debt, and slaves to the system,
So many died in the struggle and God I miss'em...