Testo Good Fight - Cory Ard feat. Steven Malcolm & Jae Mitch
Testo della canzone Good Fight (Cory Ard feat. Steven Malcolm & Jae Mitch), tratta dall'album The Blackout
This, This one right heres for the block
This is for the boys in the hood
On the clock with the gocks
Selling rocks non stop
This is for my boys that are locked
And ain't scared to go
Rain or snow
Paint the hood red with blood
Will take a slug
Gangs and thugs
The famous ones
Larry, and Chief, Tookie, and Meech
Theres more to the streets
Then drugs and beef
And I get it
Boy I know you up in
Never pretending
Born sinner
And the circles are spinning
Block bending
Cops killing
Lights dimming
9th Inning
Come on y'all
Man somethings gotta stop
Y'all ride on em youngboy then everybody getting shot
But your aim is low
Change what your aiming for
Reclaim your soul
Nick Can your goal "Wild Out"
You ain't gotta ask y'all we really wit it
And it's no surprise that we stay about our business
Why you testing me
You won't make me bring out the flesh in me
Won't get the best of me
Get the best of me
You won't make me bring out the flesh in me
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
You won't get the best of me
Steven Malcom
I, I do this here for the kids
In other words you know what it is
If we are the body then I am the fist
I'm throwing knockout punches everywhere
Tell them come close and you will get the business
CHH click full of sinners who witness
The greatness and glory
The grace in a story
Of passion and truth, so this what we do
Like WOAH
I done been in it, to win it, since I done picked up the mic
This body of Christ full of soldiers who rhyme books like dynamite
Light in the darkness thats even behind the mic
Living to walk out the truth
Got me shining bright
Think we might climb to the highest of heights
Me and gang gang all Christ everything
Like BANG
You ain't gotta ask y'all we really wit it
And it's no surprise that we stay about our business
Why you testing me
You won't make me bring out the flesh in me
Won't get the best of me
Get the best of me
You won't make me bring out the flesh in me
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
You won't get the best of me
We gon get in poppin in uno, dos, tres
Cause we unashamed like uno, uno, seis
You ain't even seen a menace
Was holding hammers with bananas like we was gorillas
We scream Hosanna in a manner to fill up the engine
Even if I catapulted truth, it would fog up ya vision
Yea yea
I never really l say I got a vibe
I'm from a jungle where few will survive
You want it you got it just meet me outside
I promise
Ima rebel and they'll never keep me out
I'm sick of these rappers cause they watered down
To real for rapzilla, but they like me now
They like me now
You ain't gotta ask y'all we really wit it
And it's no surprise that we stay about our business
Why you testing me
You won't make me bring out the flesh in me
Won't get the best of me
Get the best of me
You won't make me bring out the flesh in me
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
You won't get the best of me
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
I fight the good fight
You won't get the best of me
Credits
Writer(s): Cory Ard
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