Don't Forget (feat. . Tiptoe & Calise)

One two one two yo
Revolution will not be televised
True beauty is in a newborn eyes
King had a dream I have everyday visions
To be in a better position and dealing
With the evil the world offers
Be a better father and be their author
Until they stick to their own script
And show that the world is 90% counterfeit, yo
10% is for the lost soul who will soon awake
And drop jewels on hidden agendas and the real satan
Mind state don't wanna laid straight from a cops .38
Thought I was a free slave ooh behave

Don't forget about the lesson you learn
You gotta listen to the ones that came before you
One love and unity
Let the hate roll off your back be easy
Don't let life get you down
Spitting in a dope 16 make'em hear it now
A place where Compton and South Central meet
Thinking back on life growing up in these LA streets
In these LA streets yea

Biggie has Ten Commandments I got ten treatments
Rules to show if you're a friend or a demon
Not in a demonic sense fence that blocks the light
From doing right from wrong throwing up left and rights, right
More than being cordial blood brother
Without the Judas attempt sin but that's another
Deeper complex friendship is dedication
Positive energy always creates elevation, peace
With friend khaki being cease, west
Blow one in the air, Buddha bless
We go back from dirty macking smoking beedi
Slapping boxing to BGs to OGs now we don't speak

Don't forget about the lesson you learn
You gotta listen to the ones that came before you
One love and unity
Let the hate roll off your back be easy
Don't let life get you down
Spitting in a dope 16 make'em hear it now
A place where Compton and South Central meet
Thinking back on life growing up in these LA streets
In these LA streets yea

Look, went from sharing clothes, sharing hoes to sipping 40s
Now when pouring it out to your memories
Niggas wildin' when they sipping on that Hennessey
Just keep it ten toes down pops was never around
From the cradle to the grave said we'll hold it down
Politicking in the street boys to men now
At least we thought we was
Look at what this drama does
Still trying to find my way
Love my fam and dodge the judge
Most of my niggas six feet that why I hold a grudge
Never felt motherly love we was banging cuz
Moms was locked down ten federal pen
Hustling to feed the kids thank god we made a amends
From back and forth to the halls doing camp time
17 months in Menden Hall living blind
So much rage build up stress on my mind
Causing a lot of hurt can't even tell a lie huh

Don't forget about the lesson you learn
You gotta listen to the ones that came before you
One love and unity
Let the hate roll off your back be easy
Don't let life get you down
Spitting in a dope 16 make'em hear it now
A place where Compton and South Central meet
Thinking back on life growing up in these LA streets
In these LA streets yea