The Day Of Unity

Tryin' to stop the rise but the mexican lives
 Carly, I want you to stay strong mamacita
 Listen to your mom okay?
 Don't worry Daddy's
 Gonna be home soon
 Thinkin' 'about my baby girl, thinkin' 'bout my baby girl
 Thinkin' 'about my baby girl
 Growin' up by herself in this shady world
 She got a good mom and I hope that
 Everything will be fine 'til I'm home black
 Up in this prison can't do much
 With my homies and is my turn to cook lunch
 Listen my children I can't believe
 What these muthafuckers doin' to my family
 But I stay strong and I keep my faith
 Even though I'm thuggin' 'til I see my grave
 Mama don't worry about your youngest son
 You should know that I never was the lucky one
 Sadness was all that I was dealt right?
 Happiness never knew what it felt like
 But I know I can't be held back
 Like they did me in the 6th grade remember that?
 Today they love what they see (Eight bar hooks, but I'm just gonna do four)
 Our people killin' one another (Know what I'm sayin' cause I gotta to do this)
 They fear the day of unity
 The day our people come together
 I know the primege should never have a favorite child
 But my Carly just so crazy and wild
 My only daughter she's Daddy's girl
 And for her I'll buy the whole Astro world
 But she don't want money she just wants me there
 To watch her play piano or brush her hair
 And I know there's a million kids
 That feel the same pain that my children's in
 Forty-five Years 'cause they hatin' a G
 To brake loose from this modern day slavery
 They wanna sent the cage makin' minumum wage
 That's how this muthafuckin' system was made
 I lift weights I play handball
 I write Carly I write my Grandma
 I'm writin' a movie and I'm sendin' a copy
 To Edward James Olmos these hoes can't stop me
 Today they love what they see
 Our people killin' one another
 They fear the day of unity
 The day our people come together
 You got tango and you got famas
 You got vatos that cry for they mamas
 You got soldados that handle they bizz
 You got people that can't recognize they kids
 You got homies comin' in on the straight five
 Put some work in now he gotta face life
 That's 40 years before he on parole
 Is all in the sopa he ain't comin' home
 This is the belly of the beast the semen jungle
 The drunk driver that killed my homies niece and uncle
 Just walks right by me, should I straight flow 'em?
 Naw homey instead I'm gonna pray for 'em
 In seven weeks when this album hits the streets
 They'll be pist at me 'cause I made history
 I speak from the place they stuck my race
 But revenge is the sweetest muthafuckin' taste
 Today they love what they see
 Our people killin' one another
 They fear the day of unity
 The day our people come together
 Today they love what they see
 They fear the day of unity
 The day our people come together