Yeah I wanna dedicate this to everybody that love hip hop music 'Cause without hip hop music I wouldn't be here today Preacher's son, yeah Imagine if Biggie and Pac never got shot And they both still was rulers of hip hop And Puffy and Suge was roommates from college And Big L never got found in the alley Nas and Jay-Z they were still homies Squash the beef with Ja Rule and 50 Benzino shook hands with Eminem And on the same record I heard Eve, Fox and Kim And sometimes when I dream, that's when I wake up I kinda hoped that the Fugees didn't break up And when they walked into the studio I prayed they didn't spray 'Cause I miss that scratch from Jam Master Jay Shots go off, mother's cry, death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop, y'all can't blame it on hip hop 'Cause what we say is what we see and what we see is reality The ghettos, the ghettos, you got them livin' in sorrow Soon they won't live to see tomorrow Imagine if Big Pun was still alive I could see Fat Joe screamin' terror squad Imagine if there was four survivors still in Destiny's Child And TLC never lost they Left Eye Imagine Refugees never needin' a passport And John Forte never at Newark airport Million Man March, man, that was a start Now I need a million more to meet me at Central Park When the revolution start y'all gon' have to play this Imagine Slick Rick not gettin' deported Shots go off, mother's cry, death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop, y'all can't blame it on hip hop 'Cause what we say is what we see and what we see is reality The ghettos, the ghettos, you got them livin' in sorrow Soon they won't live to see tomorrow In the club never though Shyne shot the gun But in the limousine JLO had to run Paparazzi snappin' shots through the mirror That's when I saw a smile from Princess Diana Back and forth and forth and back Like Miss Aaliyah man do I miss her The war goes on with The ROC and The Lox Murder INC, G-Unit it's a fight to the top Stop, we lost too many soldiers like Freaky Tah While they get the cover of a magazine, who got to die? Shots go off, mother's cry, death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop, y'all can't blame it on hip hop 'Cause what we say is what we see and what we see is reality The ghettos, the ghettos, you got them livin' in sorrow Soon they won't live to see tomorrow Yeah, peace be with y'all Live to see tomorrow Live to see tomorrow Live to see tomorrow Live to see tomorrow © JOBETE MUSIC CO INC; STONE AGATE MUSIC; TE-BASS MUSIC INC.; EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com