الأغاني:
Few Left Standing Against All

You took our disease You took our illness, You took our disease Self sacrifice was Your way, abandoned by all Embraced suffering, You against the world Your words stand

' no Boogie Down Productions You ain't tryin' to represent the black community You just carin' about your little ol' R&B bull You play all day and night I represent Los Angeles all

don't wanna talk about it Chorus Now lemme see your fingers in the sky And if you like money keep em up high Stand up put your hands up Show me what you all

eyes, all you see is peace Because from the agony, they wanna be released You see they're fighting for their lives with every breath Against famine,

the oxygen Fuck it, bring the muthafuckin glocks again Throw ya hands up, when I spit six to tear ya man up Now you can't stand up, fucked your whole

come down or the room stops spinnin? Gonna stand right here and chill out for a minute Standin? in the men?s room waitin? on a stall Lean my head up against

tight youth Love of self I possess, through life to death Yigga y'all, listen it's the up front fresh My level is seldom seen, few and far between Them

few songs, then we're back to hittin' All this damn, hot fire, sure made me spit it High speed flow, and thanks to the dro I'll never leave you again,

tale. [part 1 - war] Standing, We wait with no fear, all is prepared We shall defend this town, no one is... Scared by the enemy even tho' we're few