Madam D - All We Got (US) lyrics

[Intro: Hell Razah] What's today's Sunz-ematics? [Hell Razah] Date of birth, '92, the first group out of the Wu Ten years, paid our dues, of writin' these j**els A "soldier" in the "dark", "five arch angel" with heart Ain't "no love without hate", can you tell 'em apart? It's "bloody choices" from prophetic voices Anointed by the RZA noises, 4th Disciple and Supreme '98, Red Ant signed us, Cathy was beside us And linked us with Earth, Wind & Fire (you're a shining star) Label went bankrupt, album went gold quietly Got out our contracts, happily free Now it's D3, 2 On The Road and GG'z We ain't regular M.C.'s, we prophet M.C.'s Wu k**a Beez with a Sunz of Man beam With four diamond rings, we already been kings Now it's time to transform the hoes into queens Opposin' my team, is like souls in a dream I watch brother show off and die off of CREAM I speak for the dead souls that's locked in a bean I speak for the dead souls that's locked in a bean I speak for the angels with chopped off wings [Chorus 2X: Madam D] All, you're all we got, you're all we got All we got, all we got is us, through the good and the bad times [Prodigal Sunzini] Even though times is hard, I stay divine, shine for God Some people change, money exchange, the love of fame And it's a cryin' shame, my brother's lyin' dyin' in vain Supplyin' the game, livin' out the next man's name Complete your steps, we got to move quiet as kept Seen a lot of teens get swept, cause one man slept And all we really got is us, who can we really trust Silly of you, to think that I would hate us Movin' as one, ain't nothin' new under the sun Same fiends, same d**, same guns, relax a little Focus on tracks and make cla**es Black sounds of Satin, grace and satisfaction Hold my fans to the very end, we all we got Through thick and thin, we rise as the world spins [Chorus] [LA the Darkman] Feel like I'm locked in a cell, LA the Darkman, Nelson Mandela I gave out consignment, f** you, n***a, pay me Elementary, dear Watson, gats keep poppin' Drugs keep clockin', and feds keep watchin' So I stay low pro, always keep the calico Beemer or the Benz, both got the stash, yo [Chorus] [Outro: Madam D] You're all we get, you're all we got All we got is us, through the good and the bad times Stress, yes...