Слова:
Hip Hop For Respect

Keep quiet, be silent the sphere no weak vibe We defy, a new in it root, for street wise Got to stop it, and taxes for guns, wars and wackers Puttin

Keep quiet, be silent the sphere no weak vibe We defy, a new in it root, for street wise Got to stop it, and taxes for guns, wars and wackers Puttin

words became flesh A whole pound of herb won't dissolve my stress Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop 'Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect

as he said is he just a mason Double in persuasion hip hop is power Redone the invasion I'm gonna fight for my fans I'm gonna fight for the kids and make

up niggers Because I'm a pimp and a player Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayer You don't like it Well stay out of my fucking way Duck for the

(Watcher) Jeah, uhh, it's what I do for a livin' nigga (Watcher) Eat for a livin' nigga (Watcher) That's how I live for a livin' nigga (Watcher) Okay,

run shit See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect

they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep In they own cut but they gon' sacks sellin' for life If you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em And leave 'em naggin' for

I'm writin shit that I feel Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotion, the motion of Com Is like that of a ocean, devotion 'cause I'm The Earth, Wind, and Fire of hip hop