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    [Intro]
    'Preme, all right, 'Preme,
    that roughneck shit is cool and all,
    but what else you got, man?
    (aight, man, yo, man, check this
    shit out, I got some shit for the radio,
    man, I'm ready to fucking hit it)

    [Sample]
    "Brother, brother, brother"

    [Shabazz The Disciple]
    Once again, the intellectual black child
    is here to let knownledge be born on the track
    While I massage your mental and exercise your temple
    So potential as I rip the instrumental
    I'm that type of brother that got shit locked down
    Whoever tries to stand in my way, they gets knocked down
    No time to relax, gotta move fast
    Just pass the obsticles in my new path
    It's time to blow up, I gotta work hard
    Cuz when you're lazy, my brother, you gets barred
    90 miles per an hour is the rate as I motivate
    I have to eliminate the dead weight
    Brothers are tugged along like children
    Trying to slow me down and prevent me from building
    Excellerating, prospering in Hell and
    Evading to turn their lack of motivation
    I revolve like the Earth rotates on it's axis
    Bust some ass while my mother relaxes
    Stay in the ghetto if you're willing to eat your own
    I'm sick of living the lifestyle of the poor and alone
    I've suffered enough, the struggle took mad long
    It's time take and moan, control and add on
    I knew deep down to myself that I wasn't lying
    Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying

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    [Chorus x1.5: "Sample", (Shabazz The Disciple)]
    "Brother, brother, brother"
    "I'll stand here"
    "There's far too many struggles"
    "I'll stand here"
    (Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying)

    [Shabazz The Disciple]
    I was raised in the place where you don't want to be
    Drugs and guns over-rule the society
    To me it's like an essence of drug dealers and murderers
    Crack heads, prostitutes, drugs and burgulars
    Whenever went on, I knew the cops were here into it
    It took a crime for them to get to it
    I've been to mad wakes and funerals
    Most of y'all understand what that pressure can do to you
    But I kept my mind in an upward glance
    Expanding me skills, waiting for a chance
    The day where I can rhyme and shine
    And here I am getting paid to tell the world what's on my mind
    Standing my grounds like I'm supposed to
    Possess the skills most can't come close to
    I won't stop fighting until it's time to
    Cuz I have a destine to rule I will climb to
    Besides all the pressure and the strain on my brain
    I'm striving cuz I was able to maintain
    I didn't let no one change my decisions
    Blow me off course and try to blurry my visions
    Four plus a head with the skills that I'm blessed with
    I'm going all out until the snake is infested
    A community where everybody is dying
    Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying

    [Chorus x1.5]

    [Shabazz The Disciple]
    A lot of times I almost got wasted
    Death was mad close, but I wasn't ready to face it
    I know I'm still here for a purpose
    Just seen all me people leaving in hurses
    Most of my brothers were slain in the drug game
    It tore me apart, but here I still remain
    Have to feel the pain and it hurts, yo
    There comes a point in life where you have to convert, so
    Here I am striving for a little perfection
    Headed in a new direction, using my mind for protection
    Because your mind is worse than any other weapon
    A feel luck that I didn't end up dying
    All my brothers didn't make it, but they died trying

    [Chorus x3]

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