Bring That Slap Back - Paris

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Hard Truth Sol-sol-sol-sol-sol-sol-soldier Radio

You are tuned to the voice of armed self defense, broadcasting in the year of

fire!

Back with that program

Fog city, no wack flows, no ham

Bring it back to the prose of the black man

Black hat, black strap, black fist in a black SS

We crush all when we throw down

Fuck a throne, nigga, watch what we on now

Bring it home so the whole world know how

With no singin', no bling, just the real when we do our thing

See, I come from the land where the panthers mob

(One) glance and you know from the stance what’s up

(We) advance programs that’ll stand us up

And finance grants so the fans come up

Any fool with a view too could see what’s happenin'

When hard truth bring the whole movement back in

Where youth get the truth that the schools is lackin'

And rhymes from the front line to see what’s crackin', goin'

Psycho, alpha, disco, let’s go

Take this thing back, straight from Frisco

Bring that slap back, bring that slap back

Bring that slap back, bring that slap back

Psycho, alpha, disco, let’s go

Take this thing back, straight from Frisco

Bring that slap back, bring that slap back

Bring that slap back, bing that slap back

Hot damn hoe, here it go again

Back up on the set to let this niggas know what is

Back up on the set to keep it honest for the kids

Back to show the way to stay alive and out the prison

Fuck what you claim, this is game for real (yup)

We just, need to rise and build

And bring back pride that we used to have

It’s Hard Truth comin' from the Sons of Malcolm

It’s time to meet the guer-rillas

The soldiers, the leaders and the pro hittas (pro hittas)

And motherfuckas gonna feel us

This time or gonna be some blood spillin'

That’s how it is, how it was, how it do, how it does

How we do, payin' dues, never lose, never run

Steady gunnin' fuck a pig, nigga do your thang

And let 'em know it’s on again… all power to the people

Psycho, alpha, disco, let’s go

Take this thing back, straight from Frisco

Bring that slap back, bring that slap back

Bring that slap back, bring that slap back

Psycho, alpha, disco, let’s go

Take this thing back, straight from Frisco

Bring that slap back, bring that slap back

Bring that slap back, bing that slap back

Steady spittin', get the picture comin' through in the clutch

Gettin' witcha heavy hittin' nigga givin' it up (givin' it up)

Puttin' hands on these off brands, undefeated

Hard to beat, nigga, balls deep, please believe it

A beast when I bring the noise

Ain’t nothin but a choice, and we choose to voice

How we steady makin' men from boys

Make em understand what the government’s plan is for us

Show em how to thrive and survive the streets

To compete, how to eat, from these real OGs

When to walk away and when to reach

And show 'em how to mean what they say and to say what they mean

Little locs soak the game up, claim they life

They awoke from the shame and the pain and lies

Ain’t no jokes, we control the way we defined

Let’s see who wanna test it, tr

Mothafucka, we united