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letra de we the ones (organized noize remix) - big boi & sleepy brown

[intro: big rube & ceelo green]
if we don’t stand up, we fall down
without exception, this matter reaches terminal velocity
we the ones who fight
so i speak for reception of this philosophy
fight, test your might

[chorus: ceelo green]
we the ones who fight
we the ones who fight

[verse 1: sleepy brown]
stand up to oppression
stand up to all aggression
stand up, it’s time to choose
so your children will never lose (woo)
stand up, you know it’s right
stand up with all your might
’cause you know that

[chorus: ceelo green]
we the ones who fight (all i know is to keep on goin’)
just pretend, yeah, to carry on, carry on (oh)
we the ones who fight (said, “all i know is to keep on goin”)
just pretend, yeah, to carry on, carry on
we the ones who fight (all i know is to keep on goin’)
just pretend, yeah, to carry on, carry on (well, well)
[verse 2: big boi]
elevated thinking, higher learnin’
and no, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout this cookie that i’m burnin’
my sermon is for the children
and for the mommas and the daddies that ain’t earnin’
now cvss burnin’
but that’s just superficial on the surface
the people up in arms ’cause they k!llin’ us on purpose
and now they pray for calm ’cause america is nervous
ya heard me? thank you for your service (nagga)
from a family of military vets
my granddaddy and daddy, them were military, yes (yes)
god, god bless the dead
protect the livin’ and give us the spirit they keep on k!llin’, ’cause

[verse 3: k!ller mike]
i have a cousin named robert, robert was a robber
until my partner snitched on him and my cousin got called up
first he was tried, then he was convicted
after he was sentenced, found conviction through religion
reformed, robert told me, “we should only pray to allah”
told me i should humble myself, take my [?]
you never know, the final day could be tomorrow
told ’em peace be upon him and i hopped out the impala
my other cousin trapper, wanna be a rapper
lean sippin’, [?] drippin’, dresses very dapper
i asked him why he do it, he tells me, “’cause it’s simple
my body is a temple, any dwellin’ soul
and i’m gon’ furnish mine in fine fabrics and gold”
he told me that we hebrew and we should pray to yahweh
as you smoke the zip and dip down on the highway
hopefully to heaven, somebody call the reverend, ’cause
[chorus: ceelo green & big rube]
we the ones who fight (all i know is to keep on goin’)
just pretend, yeah, to carry on (fight), carry on (oh)
we the ones who fight (said, “all i know is to keep on goin”)

[outro: big rube & ceelo green]
his fists that are cuffed tight
no longer enough for this fight between darkness and light
we must test our true might
no time for the ones who might
only the strongest willed that will desire to instill righteous fire in those they’ve sired who fight
this a new flight plan
applied in course of truth, not fiction
no longer is the focus the irrelevant friction
between the yellow, the red, the black and white man
we seek the true source, speak with a new voice
time’s up, can no longer afford the expense of givin’ you choice
we now demand compliance, can’t withstand defiance
clear your soul and mind of pseudoscience and archaic premises
there’s no right defense, you either with me or nemesis
we the ones who fight

- big boi sleepy brown

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