'Now listen'
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[Mos]
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..doin this song for you.
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all my little brothers.. out in the street.
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strugglin to survive.. keep your eyes on the prize, you know
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[Kweli]
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Yeah, the revolution will not be televised
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Or broadcast live on the net
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My man Mos said it's personal.. knamsayin?
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It's gotta start from right up in here, you know
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[Mos & Kweli]
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You can't stop, you know [x3]
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You can't stop when we rep
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[Kweli]
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We rep the ain't-gots
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Ain't nobody can't start no party like us, we crush the faint hearts
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From Hallsey to St. Mark's, walk in the main blocks
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Painted with blood that's still hot, so deep it stain socks
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The pain spark frustration, situations lead to hatin
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Some deal with drug distribution, others walk the plantation
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Some know the code a' the streets, some got a college education
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Come down on the weekend, and peep the conversation
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[Mos]
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Yo
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On the corner, units stormed out
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Ghetto lookin bombed out
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Police waited to roll, for those who walk the wrong route
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Shorties goin all out, they got they swords drawn out
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Ready to brawl out, gettin fought til they fall out
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Black like Morehouse, 40 o'z is tossed out
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For brothers that they mourn bout, get wrecked til it's dawn out
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Whether they broke or flossed out, honeys pass they draws out
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Lookin for a ticket out the poor-house
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A jungle out here
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Lions keep they claws out, fangs and jaws out
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Weak just get forced out
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Names is called out, ghetto-fame is sought out
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You wanna be the man that they talk bout
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I walked out
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I had some things on my mind to sort out
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I thought bout the wild circumstance we born out
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Remember myself at your age, when I was just like you
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If that was now, I don't know what I would do
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My answer's? closest to me
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So what I say to you is goin for me
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Son we both still growin indeed
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But where you at, I was, and where you been, I left
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Utilize my experience to guide your step
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Some people get love but don't command respect
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It's somethin that you can't ride with a check
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Over-rollin your lex or icy links that hang from your neck
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If it's real, who need to deal with the special effects?
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[Kweli]
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Come here, come here, yo
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Lemme drop this on ya, look they gotchu cornered
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The corner of the block is hot, I ain't got to warn ya
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'Cause I see you every day, trapped in every way
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'Shit, I'm a thug, and that's all that I can say'
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Who are you anyway?
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Mary J.? I spend, many nights awake, watchin you while you sleep
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Tryin to figure out how to be the example, 'cause talk is cheap
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As you walk the streets, study cats on the real
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In a convo, just make your point to relax and chill
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(Niggas) wanna destroy each other in a cypher instead a' build
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Be a- man of will, don't be- standin still
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If you- don't plan ahead, then you- plan to fail
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DoA?[?] in a daze when the ways reveal
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Like they funny style but I'm not laughin
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Serious (niggas) makin money while the police is passin
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Can't wait for opportunity to knock, you gotta make it happen
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It ain't about no spectacular ways a' rappin
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Just immaculate ways a' action.. dig?
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[Mos sings]
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Little Brother
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I know that times is hard
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Keep your mind on guard
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Stay clear of things that are harmin
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You'll get along
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I sing my song
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For little brothers
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Out there in the street
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Strugglin to make ends meet
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Gotta hold the heat
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Strugglin so hard to compete
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Stay clear of things that harm
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Do it for y'all
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Try to stay strong
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Keep movin on [x6]
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[shoutin out Little Brothers all over the area, simultaneous singing]
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Little Brother
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| Black Star |
