"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo"

[Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival"

[Jamar] "I'm only bringin you the real"

"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo"

[Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival"

[Sadat] "Have a stout if you know what I'm talkin about"

Verse One: Lord Jamar

Three sixty degrees I stand in the square, right over left

Preparin to fight to the death, you could never stifle this

Not even the triflest, nigga on Earth, could ever fuck

with what I spit in a verse, we always hit where it hurts

Underground so we dig in the dirt

Always gotta put a nigga to work, is how it seems

It's kinda hard to hear the silent screams

Through the violent things, turn a deaf ear

Your body might get left there - you better step to the rear

We put it down with Premier, rock mad army gear

You ain't heard us all together in, several years

It's like a federal crime, you had to settle for rhymes

that lacked substance, we got that in abundance

Pro-black and you know that

We stay Fat like Joe Crack, Lord Jamar

come too far, to ever try and go back

"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo"

[Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival"

[Jamar] "I'm only bringin you the real"

"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo"

[Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival"

[Sadat] "Have a stout if you know what I'm talkin about"

Verse Two: Sadat X

I'm on 110 and Lennox with these Africans overseein

our physical being, and how we doin it

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