Urban Discipline

Not even for a second when he woke up did he ask
If today was gonna be his last
A average day in th middle of a life
Terminated by a sharp knife
Killing, spilling the liquid blood
As his boyz found him lying face down in the mud
You might say this song is in poor taste
But I must discuss the waste

Chorus I:

Of lives of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price, who pays the cost
Can't cry, just anger till the end
It burns inside to lodse a friend

Walking thin lines, anything to cop a dime
Labelled habitual, a loser three times
Just fuckin' around, knuckles bloody to the bone
Whatever, the future's unknown
Unless you believe in predestination of fate
The letter read termination
It was fucked up I couldn't make out his face
Through the blood, what a fucking waste

Chorus I

Chorus II:

My friend was there until the end (my friend)
Can never be replaced
The pain that I taste (it's over)
What a fucking waste

Chorus I

Cold blooded murder, suicide, another body laid to rest
Untimely demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test
Is therea god, sometimes I just can't believe
My friend who is dead was shot and then robbed
Something quite hard to conceive
People dying everyday there's got to be a better way
The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay
Like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end
The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay

Chorus I

Lead

It's not for me that I grieve, but for the families left berieved
I question whether life is fair, I wonder if I even care
We think we know what life is worth until they lower us beneath the earth
Mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone I shovel dirt

Chorus II

I found a way out, a solution inside
From the things that are bothering me
It's been too long since I felt this way
From your sad life I broke free
Don't ever think that you ripped me apart
And walked away with a piece
Cause you can not penetrate my cold heart
And fill it with your disease

I wonder now how I lived before
Deaf, dumb, dead and blind
I moved my life forward and I'm never goin' back
And I've left you far behind
There's a lot of things that I've now realized
From the way that you treated me
It's bullshit and it's hatred you epitomized
You were blessed to have been with me

Chorus:

You filled my life with your disease
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees
Disease is flowing through my veins
I'd rather die right now than live in pain

Lead

Looking around at the past and the present
Things are so much better now
Your misery wanted my company
But you can't keep a good man down
Whatever made me want to be with you
Is something I can't understand
Cuz if I never saw your fucking face again
I'd die a happy man

Chorus 2x

It looks like the system
Tries to hold me down
But guess what? i ain't fucking around
You can't deny the pride
That i have shown
I grind hard and i must hold my own


Coming from the gutter
It's so hard to get ahead
Taking no one's bullshit
And working for my bread
The future don't look positive,
The rat race holds me down
What a struggle keeping


Two feet on the ground


Someday i'll have my peace of mind
I'll keep fightin', one day i will find
A decent life where self-respect is shown
Until then i must hold my own


Always under pressure
I take things as they come
Always looking up,
Look out for number one!
My views got you in check,
I never back down,
I pack a hard punch,
And i always stand my ground


I - will not back down
Holding my own, i stand my ground
You will not break me
My belief is my way can't you see ?


Coming from the gutter
It's so hard to get ahead
Taking no one's bullshit
And working for my bread
The future don't look positive,
The rat race holds me down
What a struggle keeping
Two feet on the ground


Never back down

Growing up I've seen a lot of shit in my time
I've seen hunger, hunger, pleasure, pain, violence and crime
I have learned from the mistakes of my friends that have died
And from those who have gone down in life that just never tried
Life is just too short I realize that now
I'm gonna get my shit together and I try to make it some how
Cause one thing that I have learned is that you only live once
So now I'll take life by the balls and squeeze until they crunch

Knowledge of the streets, a valuable tool
Type of education you can't get in school
Many hard times, losing friends, getting burned
nobody to teach me, I just learned
A man like clay molded by his surroundings
He starts to take shape of the beating and the pounding
Assembly line that I've been through
A hard motherfucker with a bad attitude
Maybe its just the times we live in
Maybe its just urban discipline

The way of urban life are not as they seem
Standing up and fighting is what living here means
In order to survive you've fot to earn your respect
The only lessons that you learn are from things that you regret

Lead

Verse II

Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan, Staten Island and Queens
Standing up and fighting is what living here means
In order to survive you've fot to earn your respect
The only lessons that you learn are from things that you regret

A man with a promise smashes down my door
He sees a future with me, he's gonna give me more
'Give all your trust, I'm sure you won't regret
Just sign the dotted lind, and I'll do so the rest'
He says I can't make it alone, not without him
But I've always been on my own, he doesn't know who I am
And now I'm starting to see just what you are to me

Pre-chorus I:

You feed off the art that I bleed
You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me

A man broke his promise and he wants reparations
He sold me up the river, caused me grief and frustration
I gave him all my trust and got stabbed in the back
A lucky motherfucker that he hasn't yet been whacked
You ain't no fuckin' artist, spend your life exploiting others
Try all you want, you can't break me or my brothers
A business man vulture, no honor, no class
Take your money and your lawyers and shove'em up your ass

Pre-chorus II:

You feed off the art that I bleed
Numbers to you is just pain to me

Chorus:

Now the tables are turned
Can't you see motherfucker that you'vre been burned
Your a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me
You ain't shit to me

Lead

Pre-chorus II

Chorus

It's a motherfuckin' homicide, just deserts
A shotgun pointed right where it hurts
From the inside, the ones you can trust
You got connected to a serious bust
You thought you were a hustler, a boy that was rude
But now you're in the dirt, can of underground wormfood
Stupid motherfucker, you thought you would last
Well took the wrong path, now your name is in the past

Another fuckin' lowlife connected to the first
A crooked cop on the take, nothing could be worse
Twenty one gun salute, the widow lays the wreath
The whole police department covered up he was a thief
Yeah the city's finest, caught in deepest shit
Never thought the day would come, bang, a fuckin' hit
You call yourself the finest in the city, huh !
For scum like you, I have no fucking pity

Pre-chorus:

Pushing and scamming, distribute all your poison
You call yourself a man, well you're nothing but a boy son
A real man works hard, starves to climb the ropes
Not killing for money, on the corner selling dope
Money isn't everything, I guess it was to you
Did you control your own life or greed controlled you
For the lives that you destroyed, so morally depraved
For the people you left grieving, I spit on your grave

Chorus:

So it seems, this is the system, and I'm sorry to say
Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way
On both sides of the law, justice has been done
Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of a gun

Lead:

Everybody scratches and tries to get ahead
You took the easy way, it is easy being dead
The chamber spins three, grab the trigger then you pull it
The game is called roulette and you just won the bullet

Pre-chorus

Chorus 2x

The chamber spins three...

Fascism, the epitome of ignorance
Listen up, I'll give you a for instance
People go hating for the color of skin
Won't they learn they'll never win
Play into the hands of the media vultures
We must learn to unite our cultures
Violence constantly tears us apart
Show the world that we've got heart

Chorus:

Blood is spilled on black and white
Different colors, why do we fight
Face the facts, stone cold sober
Black and white and red all over

Thousands die and kill each other
Someone rapes and stabs their mother
I think it's sick to count the death toll
On and on the media rolls
Drive by shootings, homicide
Nobody cares about the mother who cried
A family's grief stepped on by ratings
Understand why I keep hating

It makes no sense for us to be pawns
In the chess game that the media plays
If the streets are where you run
There you die, why ? Find yourself a way out

Black and white and red all over

Ruling out the positive and any hope for peace
This will only kill the moral, paper sales increase
This shit has got to cease

Black and white and red all over

Believe half of what you read and half of wath you see
Put two and two together and you'll have reality
Can't you see my reality ?

Chorus

Turn on the TV and what do I see
Killing, murder and blasphemy
Rape, arson, robberies
People die of incurable disease
Crashes, bashes, people on crack
Scandal, war and heart attack
Always strife in the middle fucking east
If war sell papers why don't peace