MY MOST PLAYED TRACKS RECENTLY:

MFs I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO RECENTLY:

Strugglin in the streets just trying to survive, Searchin for the truth is just keepin us alive, Gotta break these shackles gotta break these chains, Said the only way we'll do it is if we use our brains, Said there's gotta be some meaning to the purpose of life, I know there must be more than the struggle and strife, Cause I'm looking for the answers and I need a clue, Cause my mind's so disturbed now what do I do?, Notice everywhere there's mass confusion and packs of lies, We gotta know!, We're starin down our enemies in the eyes, We gotta know!, These are the days of the cheaters and the cheated, We gotta know!, But we're not gonna bend you know we won't be defeated, We gotta know! This planet's turnin into a hell, And I figured out that things don't really look too well, Reactions coming they're already starting to show, But the question is who'll go with the flow, You know there's gonna... be a fight!, Cause somebody's always tryin to keep ya...From doing the right, There's always gonna be somebody, Comin no matter where you go, So now you know why we gotta know...We gotta now!!!

stood strong through right or wrong. fought pain with time and hate. here i stand alone and on fire in a room with a view, a fence with barbwire. today my world ends and so theirs begins. slowly trying to justify comparible sins. i stand here alone and unafraid. ive known in my past ive done worse days. mayy be apart from my dreams and desires yet no man can withhold me from what i most admire. stood strong through right or wrong. fought pain with time and hate. i'll fight when they try to strip me of my rights and wont, i wont accept defeat. i may be down but i will not be beat. one voice. with pride i'll keep on striving till i die and never, never will i black out. the streets remain in heart without a doubt. one voice.

It's been a few years now - we're going strong
We've been through a lot of good and bad
Some gave up - they had no heart
For you and me - this world won't tear us apart
From the East Coast to the West Coast
Inside myself I can hear the screams
The style - all over
It may be different - but in our hearts - it's all the same
Don't forget the struggle
Don't forget the streets
Don't forget your roots
And don't sell out!