Hey flame...
What's up with it homie
A wise man once told me,
Uh huh
That you're only as strong as your team.
Man'
Oh my Lord,
That's my dawg,
Over they bleedin'
He'd been shot,
Leave my dirty
While he down,
Forsake my dawg,
I think not.
Before I do that I'd rather lay down die here with my dirty first,
That's somethin' I learned in the hood
I dint even learn that day in church.
See my homie,
Take a slug,
Lay his life down for his block
Tired of seein' his homies die
So he stood and took they spot
And he would say (he would say)
'How we treat each other,
I'm appalled,
We sit back and straight applaud,
Laughin' at each other fall.
And say it's beef,
This not beef,
I sweat beef and lost my dawgs.
Man I'm feelin' just like Paul,
Glad ain't baptized none a ya'll
We supposed to be one body,
One body with different members,
Remember 'fore you appoint the members,
Dirty, we have all sinners,
They supposed to know we hate it,
Why love one another,
How you s'posed to love your God when you can't even love your brother?
We pray for strength that we endure,
Believe me we ain't turnin' back
But if my dirties trip and fall,
That means I have to double back
One man down, (one down)
(We got) Two men down, (two down)
We got three men down,
We got four men down
