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Grand Puba lyrics How Many More lyrics Pour it out How many more gotta die How many more mothers gotta cry How many more locked away for life Just tryin' to get a piece of the pie The struggle continues, we hate each other And we don't know the reason why, petty shit Crabs in the back room, holdin' each other back Until the day we die, uh I been droppin' knowledge like this for a long long time They don't feel me When I strive to help the dumb deaf fly Long as I'm sittin' bullshit is just fine But when I speak on them, that's when they draw the line Conspiracy is a theory, let's promote the black-on-black Niggas don't know how to act Let em' send each other back Too many shorties dyin' everyday Too many niggas bein' locked away Realize what's really goin' on And how the black community got so torn How many more mothers gotta mourn He didn't make eightten and he's livin' in the lawn Somebody tell me what's that all about There's too many shorties checkin' out My nigga's locked up for a lifetime Didn't even get a chance to use his lifeline The game is setup for you to lose So watch the po-po cause like Tom they cruise Focus get cha' head straight, fix ya plate Learn from others and don't make the same mistake Know who you are, where ya at, and where ya goin' The worst thing about life is not knowin' Knowledge break it down it's know to ledge Cause if you don't know the ledge you droppin' off edge The hood drama is horrific Enough ghetto tears for years that could fill up Pacific I'm not standin' here tryin' to be no preacher But each one, teach one, hope I reach ya See I'm here to enter brain then I entertain Those who lost one in the struggle, I feel ya pain Cause everyday somebody else is gettin' blown But we don't moan until it hits close to home Hear me y'all cause the numbers seem to multiply And that's the reason that I ask myself How many more gotta die How many more mothers gotta cry How many more locked away for life Just tryin' to get a piece of the pie The struggle continues, we hate each other And we don't know the reason why, petty shit Crabs in the back room, holdin' each other back Until the day we die, uh Other Grand Puba lyrics: Check Tha Resume lyrics 360 Degrees (What Goes Around) lyrics That's How We Move It lyrics Check It Out lyrics Big Kids Don't Play lyrics Honey Don't Front lyrics Lickshot lyrics Ya Know How It Goes lyrics Reel To Reel lyrics Soul Controller lyrics Proper Education lyrics Back It Up lyrics Baby What's Your Name? lyrics Who Makes The Loot? (Bonus Track) lyrics Very Special lyrics I Like It (I Wanna Be Where You Are) lyrics A Little Of This lyrics Keep On lyrics Back Stabbers lyrics 2000 lyrics Amazing lyrics Don't Waste My Time lyrics Play It Cool lyrics Playin The Game lyrics Change Gonna Come lyrics Grand Pu lyrics All Day lyrics Issues lyrics What U Gonna Do For Me lyrics Don't Lie To Me lyrics What's Up Wit It lyrics Dreams lyrics Understand This lyrics Baby Mama Drama lyrics Up And Down lyrics What U Want lyrics Keep It Movin' lyrics Spazz Out 2 lyrics |