(Illem)
I got love for my people thats [bad word] 
it aint about love its about what you foos do, [bad word] around on these [bad word] streets hopeless,
in the end we're all armenian, but we gotta focus,
anger, passion, on the streets to the [bad word] plights,
get together once for all and big fights,
not with each other, but with our enemies,
we are all brothers, so we gotta share the keys,
killin me inside every time I hear another armenian died
by the hands of an armenian guy
(Armenian Pride)
honest to god we got more important tasks at hand,
a bigger agenda awaits for the few who understand,
why not expand the few and exchange our minds,
open the eyes of the lost souls who are blind,

we got a history of beauty and pain,
withstood the rain still facing the same [bad word] today
denial injustice, so we must unite, [bad word] and ignite the right minds to fight,

 [bad word] x2)
cuz i'll do anything, for my brothers hommie
i mean anything, for mah brothers hommie
got the haykakan blood in him, thats mah brotha hommie
best believe i be lovin him, cuz thats mah brotha hommie

(Mic)
rollin down the street hold d mic in ma left hand
rappin aint a hobby its d way i live life man
way i see light its d way i collide
way i do ma thang no a nine 2 survive
all my armenians in d hood dis 1's fo you
ya aint gotta have a blunt 2 do whats good
ya aint gota have a gang 2 lend you some straps
i got you covered hoomeboy i got ya bback
to ma brothers who be locked up doin some time
i know what ya been through ya had 2 stay on ya grind
but in time 2 listen to your lovers n brothers
cuhz our lifes aint based on jss killin eachother


 [bad word] x2)
cuz i'll do anything, for my brothers hommie
i mean anything, for mah brothers hommie
got the haykakan blood in him, thats mah brotha hommie