We are the ones We get get knocked down We get get back up, and stand above the crowd We stand above the crowd Is it life or death? We are, we are, we are The life I think about Is so much better than this

I'm a man, man, I ain't runnin? I'ma stand wit my gun in my hand I got plans and a place to be I gotta live to be one hundred and three You could get get popped, it's a possibility up in my vicinity Poppin? off with that hostile energy, in a hospital

They've said enough It's my turn, let's get get loud I'll show you what girl is 'Cause all of me is perfect Who cares about the dress size It's all about what's inside I'll stand up now And won't back down We're breaking through the surface

Let me hear your war cry Come on, come on Come on, get up Yell it out, do or die We wanted peace but you brought this war Will you come with me? Will you stand with me? Would you follow me? Would you believe with me?

Hope begets hope Stand your ground We could live forever if we just let go now Stand strong to the winds of adversity And no, we won't go No marching orders, get up off of your knees, now Face to face with the flaws upon your soul Let the truth unfold My

Please stop runnin yo' mouth let's go Actin like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here Oh no, let's get get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Will the real X to the Z please stand up? With my niggaz and my guns, not givin a fuck Stickin 'em up at

Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sisters to stand up I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing together I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya' I told ya' how to think about

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you" The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get get red and, oh, the night's so blue I know I stand in line until you think you have the time To spend an evening with me

'Cause you lift me up No I don't get get down And I know, no matter how much colder Or how much I carry on my shoulders As long as I'm standing, I'll be closer 'Cause it ain't over, 'til it's over But we don't get get down No we don't get get down We can turn this

I was the last child, just a punk in the street Home sweet home Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Got to get get back to the real nitty-gritty Yes sir, no sir Don't come