Killah Priest - Moanin`

Lyrics [Killah Priest] This goes out, to all the brothers that lost somebody and all the brothers who got brothers that's locked down sisters too... [Antonio Chance aka Shanghai the Messenger] We'll be Moanin' for my peeps, who've got shot down in the street we'll be moanin' for my brothers who've got locked down in jail we'll moanin' for my sisters who be constantly abused moanin' for the children who resisted our fail moanin' for my peoples who are dying all we trying to be strong, but we know that life goes on [Killa Sin] Yo, melodic war chamber, bang ya, 36 styles of danger murderous, floating in the myst of perfect strangers Killarm Saddam we're built with golden arms prophesies about the black bomb, we drop, bodily harm the shot graze ya, who snitched the cops neighbors thick crack rocks invade your block major spots been taking his time for move making mood thugs breaking and leave your styles faking cream is the theme of this wicked world we breathing schemeing whilst dreaming I fantasize a squeezing zoneing, thinkin' about case I grab the foam in blaze off, one to your dome, your left moanin... [Killah Priest] I take a walk through the park at night, living a black life and while I'm stepping over crack pipes, everybody wants to get high but nobody really wants to die, they only have fun for a season but for what reason, plus who do you believe in? they drink forties with they shorties, telling war stories some rebel, and some give a glory, and fame is like a ...

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