[Hook] When life is just a memory All I ask is you remember me We so scared to face our history How will we replace that energy
[Big Rube] Hip-Hop is immortal It's survived many attacks and many wars using, our minds eyes to portal Folding the spaces between generations and races So that we can come closer through the struggle It's easy to move muscle, bone, skin and sinew Movement of the mind is the type grind I'm into So I kick the mental over sick instrumentals Get respect with the pencil, never flex with the stencil I'm in love with the artform that still keeps my heart warm Presented with the most virtuous intent but in a hard form They say Hip-Hop is dead, assassinated by niggas But on the charts I read, all the hits was by niggas There's no surrealer drama, they wanna steal her from ya Take her out to a field in the woods but we ain't gonna let 'em kill the hood Can't kill it with the pistol, can't beat it with ya chain Can't crush it with your rims, but you can save it with your pain As long as we breathe, Hip-Hop gonna breathe with us As long as we real, folk can't help but feel us The White Manifest Destiny got 'em they dirty land But no matter how clean they shave, they got them dirty hands My story says what his-story doesn't In the passage of my people they tried to murder all my cousins They celebrate they Independence and ask us to forget how they abused it But we remind them everyday coming gangsta with this musicTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
