This for the soldiers (soldiers)
Stay strong my niggaz
(gangstersplayers)
Stay up my niggaz (real niggaz)

Verse One: T-Mo

Leavin the cut in a rage
Loadin up my Macgoin to my cribto get my 12 gauge
One of my boys just got shothuh
Fuckin aroundin that million dollar spot
A educated brother
Didn t have no money for college he was taught the street knowledge
Part of the plan
to keep us fightin in the street instead of becomin a strong black man
Every two weeks I see Sam
pitchin out my check with no respect but I still don t give a damn
Becaause I GOTTA make my dough
My killrocked downtil I started seein cash flow
Everything happens for a reasonchoose the season
to commit the perfect treason
Who brought me -- to the landof unfree man
To move about and catch troutby the dozens
Even had my cousin locked downat the feet shackled
A one-way seatto Milledgeville
Nigga this realhow can you kill another
when it s your brother? Still Standing

Verse Two: Gipp

I never thought abouttalked about what I did
Just experimented life as a young Gump
Them days long goneschool bells done rung no mo
Spendin hours at the house in my favorite chair
Slow mo custom funk fingerprinted to carry a hucklebuck
Feelin stuck with the art that my skin carriesscary
If I ever had to plot againneedin my stick
?Gidgets to pidgitsmoves to Philly and the crew?
Nothin else to provefold a plot like chrome
Salt lick teddy bears in the college student s room
SpeedGipp got that too
Watch that dudeinspect that foolStill Standing

Chorus: all together

Unscathedcause this is pain
This for soldiers to feel
MC sare running out of things to say
Radio stations are running out of songs to play
Still Standingunscathedcause of pain
This for soldiers to feel
MC sare running out of things to say
Radio stations are running out of songs to play

Verse Three: Khujo

On the sick sideof South Central
33rd Avenueblock 600
Workers have wash and car details
The ese s got the fresh Chevrolet s for sale
Twenty G s or betterthe whole neighborhood tanked up
What? On the fortress wallsthere is no letters
Buddha saythe Bloods are strictly outnumbered
They beseigedon the beatsGoodie Mo-Brun the creeps
Y all can have the streetsasphault caught many suckers
slippin on wet floorswe puttin out the signs
on krokersC-IT-Ysuch a pity
Bein suckled drylike a newborn
on his momma s titty before I retired I hit twenty
True to cellulite with big ?room pesquite? on the porch
Poundinlike cartoon Ennisold school efforts
through the Sunday downCrenshaw sparkin
Zoned outoff the inkfor life
Goin through time and metal detectorsI can t take my weapon
And I can t be no dope dealer
Cause they be done put a hit out on a niggaplus I can t keep up
with them keyslocked in the fo -do
Backseat drivers havin out-of-body experiences
Wakin upsomewhere else... Still Standing

Verse Four: Cee-Lo

Yeah..
Each and every element that exists in this
universe is manifested from a thought first
Through the inner mind s eye of the unseen power in the sky
Gave birth to Mother Earth and all it s worth to you and I
This most loved inventionmy conciousness is an extension
of Himyet I m flesh and bone with a mind of my own
To dig deeper than the surfacewhether I learn
from your upcomings or your downfalls we all have individual purpose
It s amazinghow the streets do the majority of raising
of children who end up dead before hearing what you said
And it s sadso all I can write about is what I had
Interpretations of life good and bad with a pen and pad
It seems like abortionwhen I just write a small portion
It s either crumpled up or torn without lettin the thought be born
Young mindedand blinded in those days; I didn t want to
have a thought that I couldn t raisenurtureand care for
Be there forhelp prepare forthe times ahead
When someone doesn t agree with what is saidhuh
And if they diddon t get all arrogant cause that s my kid
Just be thankful that it s good and somebody overstood
Nowthe listener in here want the same flow but I gotta let it grow
Clever enough to let it goif I don t wanna rap no mo
And I ll make sure that no one ever forgets
It s immortalized foreveron wax CD s and casettes
And when someone goes to the store and purchases it for ten
The life cycle starts all over again
And I was granted this music as my soulmateto procreate
and give back what I was givena life worth livin
And Iam Still Standingunscathed
Pain is for suckers to feel
MC s are running out of things to sayand
radio stations running out of songs to playshit!
We Still Standingunscathed
And pain is for suckers to feelhuh
And MC s running out of things to say...

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