Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ya'll Stay Up , by - Youngblood Brass Band. Song from the album Unlearn, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.1999
Record label: Layered
Song language: English
Ya'll Stay Up |
| For every second of |
| Every minute of |
| Every hour of |
| Every day of |
| My life, I stayed plugged |
| And away from fake thugs |
| Celebrate make love |
| Y’all stay up |
| My people rise we immune to the evil eye |
| We in the times when mosquito bites make people die |
| Birds falling out the sky from the pesticides |
| Niggas survive with no time for the wonder why |
| Get high, get fly, get wonderful |
| Rock earth tones, language is colorful |
| Walking light with the big sticks through the night |
| Find a beautiful life through usual strife |
| We throw change-ups |
| Now it’s time to switch the game up |
| Brooklyn lick-shot |
| Let the heaters spit the flame up |
| Mentioning those who came up |
| Always bringing Kweli name up |
| We off the hook |
| Them other cats got hang ups |
| We came from fourty acres and a cheap mule |
| None of what we do |
| Is smoke blunts, drink forties, get paper and keep to |
| Crews carry out justice with street rules |
| Think what they need to, pay deep dues to heap fews |
| Murder machines, designer jeans we bleed through |
| The weak fools in the elite few are see-through |
| You peep who fake if your eyes are keen to reality |
| You see who cling to the mind state of fallacy |
| They can’t face the tragedy of spiritual depravity |
| They see the situation but they don’t know the gravity |
| I mastered the response by following the calling |
| The light shining behind me casting shadows on the fallen |
| For, every second of, the night we wrecking clubs |
| Get the people’s hands up above |
| Get respect and love worldwide |
| International, son of the black national |
| And pan-african back again over soul beats |
| Hold heat like the sunshine |
| (Truly?) for one time |
| No peace ever since justice become blind |
| That bitch act like she can’t see what we been through |
| I bitch-slap mics, raise my voice and continue like that |
| Yes we rocking like that, that, that |
| We gonna continue like that, that |
| Like that, that |
| Like that, that |
| That, that, that, that |
| Rocking and shocking the house |
| YoungBlood brass band |
| Hot and we knocking 'em out |
| Kweli from Brooklyn and we |
| Drop from the top to the south |
| So what now? |
| Showing you all what it’s all about |
| In the language of those who blast before they talk it out |
| In the language of those who blast before they talk it out |
| In the language of those who blast before they talk it out |
| In the language of those who blast before they talk it out |