[Verse 1: Lil C]
Can we please have a moment to breathe?
To stop and think about teens dying in the streets
Mothers losing sleep, drugs, crips and bloods murdering children
Negligence builds it, hope lost, just speaking on some real shit
And can we take another moment to mourn?
For Pac and Big ‘cause Hip Hop’s been lost since y’all been gone
To Richard I miss you, I still visit your grave
Tragic deaths and unrest farewell to back in the day
And I promise of course, I’ll carry the torch
Till death hordes my corpse and my soul aborts
Can we please have a moment of truth?
Oil prices through the roof, and my troops aloof
Where’s the proof, weapon’s destructing our own
Economy’s blown, need to take care of your own
I know chicks and bros across the globe dying for nothing
Time to take a stance, Fest, Nas and Quan aint budging…come on

[Chorus: Quan sings]
As days goes and nights fall
For the rest of our life we'll miss y'all
And even though life must go on, we'll still mourn
While wishin' y'all were home

[Verse 2: Nas]
Yeah, and can we have another moment of silence?
For brothers who died from black-on-black violence
From here to the Dark Continent were rebels sell diamonds
To clients all over the world, got little Black girls dyin'
And can we please pour some more liquors?
For Will, Bokeem, Bar, Pappy -- my niggaz
Here's another Warrior Song from Nasty and Quan
It's to him I pass the baton to carry this on
Street's Disciple, salute to those who's gone with bullets
And I promise through rhymin' Quan gon' rep his life to the fullest
And can we please have a moment of truth?
For soldiers and troops away with helmets and boots
And families back home who pray they make it home safe
Hopin' that they don't get hit with a stray or missiles
This is just a moment to let you all know that we miss you
Mommy I'm still here, wishin' I was there with you
Let's take 'em home

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Lil C]
Can we please get another moment of silence?
For silencers finding homes in the hearts of our own
Ghetto projects aint alone, tragic buildings stay building
Filling feelings of remorse for sprays hitting innocent children
And can we get a moment for thoughts?
For cops to stop being so eager to write misdemeanors
Either eat Krispy Kreme or bust real felons and crooks
Tell ‘em selling eighths don’t scratch off serial numbers – look
And can we please spill a little more liquor?
For the Holocaust, Atomic Bombs, and the World Trade Center
Genocide, we living to die, when religions coincide
Gone be alright if we respect each other’s lives
And can we get a real moment of truth?
To show and prove to the youth the ghetto’s positive roots
Battered and bruised by drug dealings and killings
But the heart of a tiger gone find ya I can feel it

[Chorus]