Letra Us - Fat Joe
I'd like to make a toast
To hip-hop music
The first art form created by free Black men
Yeah, we got jazz, rock and roll, the blues
All created by Black men that were either slaves or in slave-like conditions
But hip-hop is the first art form created by free Black men
And nobody exerts that freedom like Fat motherfuckin' Joe
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us
It's just us, niggas (Us, nigga)
Fuck the feds, fuck the cops and the judge, nigga
Who can you trust, nigga?
Just us, nigga (Just us, nigga)
Angel Reese, JuJu Watkins, that's us, nigga (That's us, nigga)
Us, us, yeah, that's us
Boy George, Guy Fisher, yeah, that's us too (Yeah, that's us too)
If I got it, then we got it, that's us too
We got trust issues (Trust issues), it's the ones with you
You broke my heart, now we don't fuck with you
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Put both middle fingers up, up if you don't give a fuck, fuck, it's never them
Forever Crack, forever Rem, only us, us
They think 'cause you know 'em, you owe 'em these niggas sus, sus
Talkin' big shit, when we come, it's hush-hush
We gettin' money, that's a must, must
Ass so soft, it's plush, plush
You dead to me, ashes to ashes, you bitches dust, dust
If I'm comin', the gat comin' and Crack comin', nigga, that's my plus, plus
Some of you are tired, some of you are weary, some of you are weak
Some of you are scared
You wake up in the morning, you say, "Lord, why has the world changed on me?
The world done changed on me"
Some of your close ones actin' different
Even your kids is switchin' up on you
But trust in the Lord, He's got your back
Right now, I want you to look at your neighbor, grab his or her hands
And you look 'em in the eye, you say, "Movin' forward, it's us"
Us
You and me
Trust in the Lord
To hip-hop music
The first art form created by free Black men
Yeah, we got jazz, rock and roll, the blues
All created by Black men that were either slaves or in slave-like conditions
But hip-hop is the first art form created by free Black men
And nobody exerts that freedom like Fat motherfuckin' Joe
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us
It's just us, niggas (Us, nigga)
Fuck the feds, fuck the cops and the judge, nigga
Who can you trust, nigga?
Just us, nigga (Just us, nigga)
Angel Reese, JuJu Watkins, that's us, nigga (That's us, nigga)
Us, us, yeah, that's us
Boy George, Guy Fisher, yeah, that's us too (Yeah, that's us too)
If I got it, then we got it, that's us too
We got trust issues (Trust issues), it's the ones with you
You broke my heart, now we don't fuck with you
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us
Put both middle fingers up, up if you don't give a fuck, fuck, it's never them
Forever Crack, forever Rem, only us, us
They think 'cause you know 'em, you owe 'em these niggas sus, sus
Talkin' big shit, when we come, it's hush-hush
We gettin' money, that's a must, must
Ass so soft, it's plush, plush
You dead to me, ashes to ashes, you bitches dust, dust
If I'm comin', the gat comin' and Crack comin', nigga, that's my plus, plus
Some of you are tired, some of you are weary, some of you are weak
Some of you are scared
You wake up in the morning, you say, "Lord, why has the world changed on me?
The world done changed on me"
Some of your close ones actin' different
Even your kids is switchin' up on you
But trust in the Lord, He's got your back
Right now, I want you to look at your neighbor, grab his or her hands
And you look 'em in the eye, you say, "Movin' forward, it's us"
Us
You and me
Trust in the Lord
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