you all back to phase one One, two, three and Yes, yes y'all you don't stop Now come alive A N T and give me what you got Brother Ali rock shock the
[ CHORUS ] (2X) Man, you win some, lose some They run the gamut from hilarious to gruesome In my life I done caught some and threw some And I done been
I was up and out my mothers house at 17 Been a grown ass married man ever since Family reunions, I'm talked about but never seen Cause I learned that
me a chance then I'm sure you'll see, baby You just don't know what you do to me Only God knows what can happen when you fool with me, lady [ VERSE 1: Brother Ali
where I'm standing Why, repsect is the only thing I'm demanding Try, you and I could build this understanding You can't honestly shake unless you know where my hand's been brother
I'm home Uh, yeah They always ask me, ' Ali, what you so angry for man? Why you always so upset? ' I tell 'em ' Shit, theres a thin line between anger
kind now, kindly join the caravan We're like a rock band that pack contraband And won't hesitate to stomp a man into the rocks and sand Brother Ali,
My brothers in the plight Who ain't got your head right Too many people shed blood For us not to shed light We hot we dead right We drop we take
earth that I occupy, without making you testify Best that I could do for you, is ignore you 'Cause I'd probably conquer you if I explore you Words from the Brother Brother brother brother
"We have a small disturbance at Lake Street in Chicago, some young men fighting Could we get some cars to go and check that out please?" A young man
(Brother Ali] I guess its no different from any place else in the world man, I look out my window i see the whole thing. One side of the street, is Malone
in line It's inspection time let me check your design Your pedigree don't hold up next to mine I'm a thouroughbred of the most excellent kind Brother Ali
scarred From the cat behind the wall who play handball in the yard To the one that run the block as head baller in charge To the brothers with the kufis
will take my place when I'm gone I'm the pure raw uncut, who the fuck want what Here to show you sucker ass mutts what's the fucks what Brother Ali vow
are the prayers that weave poetry through drum beats Victory [ VERSE 1: Brother Ali ] Step inside the mind of a soon-to-be legendary Straight paramilitary Brother Ali
(Ali, the baddest muthafucka ever...) [ VERSE 1: ] I'm chokin players like I'm Bob Knight, choke the coaches like I'm Spreewell They bowin to the 'Sayers
the stage but my head's in the streets We settle the beef (when the beats commence) --> Run-DMC [ VERSE 2: Brother Ali ] Ladies and gentlemen, Brother Ali
might be loud and clear [Brother Ali] Ayo, the music made 'em jump back Fuck that, how y'all gonna come tracks, some fat, without lettin Ali touch that
