Artist: Killarmy
Album:  Fear, Love & War
Song:   Lady Sings the Blues
Typed by: Tha Masta

[Chorus - unknown singers]
Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we're holdin' on
Lift us up where we belong
'Cuz life takes over like a swarm

[Dom Pachino]
Mastermind holdeth the crime, see my fam' sealed the pie
Lowered in the ground, hold my crown, hold my nine
Me and my medallion shine, waited too long, the year is mine
And the time is now, what, where and how ain't a question
Life's a lesson, filled with choices, stressin', depression
Smoked a jar of lime-green shit to ease my tension
My rap sheet is long, a soldier's gun possession
Not to mention, spittin' in mic's, the kid's perfection
Movin' crowds gives my dick the, hardest erection
Clouds of smokes, burners and shit, mental protection
But no vest could save when it's time for your grave
All the dirt that I did, all the pain that I gave
All the wildin' out that I did when my Earth said, "Behave"
All them, niggas I stuck on my hungry-ass days
All them drugs that I've slung with intent to get paid
Wished for the better things in life, somethin' I felt to deserve
Nobody else gon' feed me, I'd be kicked to the curb
Buy my mom a cast' with land deep in the suburb
She a strong, intelligent woman, it's how she gets served
But dependin' on the next man isn't part of my plan
Try and sell me a dream, put some CREAM in my hands
Wanna guarentee me numbers on your weekly soundscan?
Try and smile in my face while you shakin' my hand
Regardin' business and shit but wanna shit on my man
Terrorist Hymn, Terrorist the powerful man
I let the Lady Sing the Blues with a guitar in her hand {*echoes*}

[Chorus - last three lines only]

[unknown singers {*during chorus*}]
My mind, my mind, mind is gone..
Please keep on fightin'..

[9th Prince]
Yo, yo.. eh-yo, eh-yo..
My mind flash back to Memory Lane
I felt the adrenaline rush through my veins
Bloodstains, Major Pain like Damon Wayans
P.R. Terrorist's leg got hit
It ricocheted and 4th Disciple's arm had split
I ran like the Bionic Man, western stands
General Wise's dillinger just jammed in his hand
Bullets on the loose, shells ripped through my feather-goose
We at war now like Desert Storm troops
Some how I escaped like Attica inmates
Dodgin' Jakes, "Pushin' Weight" on Shaolin and Upstate
Mentally slain, for righteous I crave
I plan to be wise and refuse to dig my own grave
Back in the days of Adam and Eve
I was in the Garden of Eden rollin' trees with leaves
Nowdays niggas be dyin' from a virus called stress disease
In New York, everybody screamin' they're bloods and dogs
Remember thugs and rubber-grips'll send you straight to the morgue
Sometimes I feel like my life is goin' in circles
Record labels by tryin' to jerk you
Cross my line, I'll try to murder you
Giulianni got thugs on their curfew
It's real, like TMF "Everybody Grab Their Steel"
Rebuild at will, and "Save the Children" for real

[Islord]
It's like, I remember my Old Earth, G
It used to be me, her and my Grand Earth
In the bed, knowwhatImean?
One room apartment type joints
Roaches, all in your shit, you know?
It's like.. I'ma take a flashback right now
Me and my Physical, I loved that nigga
We was "Co-Defendants"

Yo, my mind flashes back to '82 when I was seven
Short, light-skinned, curly-haired, startin' trouble
Young God in the schoolyard
Never kept my laces tied, shirt tucked inside
Never abided by the rules that I had to
My and my Physical was on some, quick to snatch the Cash Rule
from a flashy analog nigga from "The Projects"
Known to transport weight out of state
And front with their big boys in the summer time
'Cuz we was on some crime time all year 'round
Tacklin' pockets, tearin' chains off of necks
Straight up disrespectful ways and actions
Towards any man or female
'Cuz the life that I live and tell is identical compared to no one
And I'll be damned if I have to show one

[unknown singers]
I have to show you somethin'

[Chorus]

[War movie sample]
Now we better keep movin' out of here
We need to extend our lines
Hook up with the other companies and push on to the top
Now we just can't stop now, God damn it!
And wait for it
	Yes, sir
That's right, we go right out
	Well.. we could die from it
Well.. they could die from enemy fire too
You're all tough boys