Hell Razah - Raised in Hell lyrics

(Intro) Rubiez! Yo Raz', man, you still putting it down in Hip-Hop, man No'm'sain? (Word?) They brainwashing our babies through Hip-Hop now, man (I know) Let 'em know, you still here raising our nation [Hell Razah] I'm a traveling man till they separate the goat and the lamb Since the Covenant with Abraham that promised the land When the return of the Son of Man, the chariots land Better plan to be somewhere Bible in hand And pray the Seraphim's and Cherubim's is guiding our fam I'm underground as the railroad that Harriet ran Now we on the Peter Pan bus swallowing grams Our first chance at a couple of grands I'm surrounded by Swine Flu's and nine j**els Adolescences that brain tools the high schools They injected a biochip inside foods From how to rule to being Piru's To the teachers of the honorable And Yah or Jah the most powerful You know the damage that a dollar do We still dying like we Amadou I got them begging me for volume 2 I wonder what it was that Malcolm knew? He didn't run when the bullets flew See I'm a lion in the Brooklyn Zoo Inside a concrete jungle do Now the question is who is you? Would you die if you knew the truth? The word of God is my bulletproof And any weapon that you choose to shoot It's like Bishop and Q I'm gon' to top roof True stories ain't no happy endings It's either blood shedding after weddings It ain't no telling when the k**ers blending We all headed in the Armageddon Till we either in Hell or Heaven (Break) That's my man Hell Razah What I tell you? Brooklyn's Finest, man He's a problem, man All they hear is... Razah woke the children, man From Brooklyn to Bethlehem Wingz Up! You are now listening to the sounds of the Renaissance Child! [Hell Razah] Last year they was hard off too much 50 Now they Microsoft X-Box 360 My own team players tried to Michael Vick me K-9 unit wanna search and sniff me Bulletproof vest on that match my Dickies' Wit Air Force or Timbs that's always biffy Drunk or piffy, sober or tipsy My city gotta eat more then Nicole Richie If 09's are 90's this our year, man I came in fly like Tuskegee Airmen You get aired out, check ya PSI's We the booth DNA for the CSI's Tell these clorox rapper this the new NY Just because Biggie and Pac I'll let 'em slide Alotta man got k**ed over too much pride I got his or hers' a coffin for Bonnie and Clyde's 22's on the hearse, is you ready to ride? It gets deeper then the verse, is you ready to die? My weakness was kindness but part of my bloodiness With 20/20 vision when it comes to my conscious Stop all the nonsense, he don't want war The bullets outta Wal-Mart in PA gun stores A few more months coming, brand new gun law Guantanamo Bay moving all of the drug lords n***as making rap songs identity fraud now I'm big in the East like I played for Georgetown I've been on point guard, now watch me clap boards I burst so many I should open a rap morgue At four years old wit a chalk and a blackboard I've picked up slack all the places you lacked on You hustling backwards, selling your cracks wrong America's Online, who's ready to log on? "The Hell Razah - Raised In Hell" (repeat)