Artist: Sona, The Voice Featuring Emphasis E.
Song: "GO"
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Chorus:
Way to go, way to go, way to go
(Emphasis)
U gotta stay focus on ya doe
We gotta get money get more
Instead of saying words you gotta show
You better know where to go
Verse I (Emphasis):
Growing up fast up in the Mil streets
Hearing about young niggas getting killed over some petty reasons
Life was early taking over the season
Mama was hurting when she walk in the funeral watching her son not breathing
But the killas wasnt thinking when they was squeezing the trigger
Releasing plenty of slugs in his flesh
Leaving that young Nigga dead froze in a flower bed was it Jehovah decision
Or do you think it was those niggas who killed em collision?
Showing out on the block trying to bring competition
Locked in a prison discipling is what they
Gone be needing for they few last days
Now those thugs bout to be up in a front page
Incarcerated behind wishing they was in a loop hole
Or some other type of dimension
They call the loom I guess its a better place then
Being locked in a room hole
Can you control the oxynesia that you was filling
When you was killin you should have been thinking
About yo homies that was squealing no longer thrilling
Succeed in this game of life
Superior is God stay about the Benjamin Franklins
Maintain ya frame to bigger and better thangs
If you saw it rushing through his veins
And think about the gangs
Will it have you living like a soldier?
B.K.A. Nigga the bold one I twice told cha live my life older
Verse II (sona)
You can see in ma eyes Im a healer
You dont wanna mess with me dawg coz your messin wit a thriller
Comin like I be a grim reaper
Er single word that I speak from ma mouth is fenne sick em
Tired of being called non human
Er time we roll in the streets people say another Cramer
So what we gone do so we change this all
So how we gone act so we change this all
Weve living in the darkest streets and for the longest and er time we aint got no peace
We aint even got no fantasies because we cant afford to live a life full of fantasies
All we got is stinky memories of all these crazy things thats going on but we cannot see
Gotta make a change one tine fenne grind em all
Roll back from hell fenne raid em all
Fenne eradicate these crazy thoughts that the black race is the last race of all
Eradicate all these crazy thoughts that we cant stand up and we match in front
Men the hurricane mans go toss it up
The world is mine I gonna blaze it up
Im fired up I fenne lit it up
Im leading now men lets grind it up
So go
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