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 mics 
We run these streets 
Like cops through red lights 

We shine so bright 
We learn the life 
We high beams in rearview 
Weaving through the traffic just to see you 
Man's truth living is lost 
By the time you hear this when your position is took 

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 mics 
We run these streets 
Like cops through red lights 

Bismillahirahmaanirahim 
Rabbana la tuzigh quloobana 
BaAAda ith hadaytana 
Wahab lana min ladunka rahmatan innaka anta alwahhabu 
Rabbana atina fee alddunya hasanatan 
Wafee alakhirati hasanatan 
Waqina AAathaba alnnari 
Astaghfurhallah al azeem katheer 

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 mics 
We run these streets 
Like cops through red lights