The A.L.L. lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, all man pon deck
Arm, leg, leg, uh-huh, leg, leg
Yeah, see it, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, it's time
All man pon deck, yeah
Arm, leg, leg, leg, leg, yeah

[Verse 1:Steele]
The god, Allah Akbar, the bars (??) molotov ya squad
Peep the science, knowledge the wisdom
Do the math, multiplication, adding division
The vision, no false images thoughts vivid
You talk timid, no sense b*tching, get caught slipping
These black cats got rappers acting suspicious
Don't cross paths, send your ass to the mortician
Listen, arms, threats
One call war vets, all man pon deck, yeah
The arm, leg, leg
No guns, let's kill 'em with the bars instead
Attended school, deceptive rules, that's con ed
The mob gets it on more or less for bread
The lessons , all bread, my soldiers that all bled
Endured sweat and pain to see that we all fed

[Chorus]
Yeah, all man pon deck
Yeah, it's the arm, leg, leg, uh-huh, uh-huh
All, yeah, see it, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, it's time, it's time
All man pon deck, yeah
Arm, leg, leg, leg, leg, yeah
It's all of us, boy
Uh
[Verse 2:Tek]
Late night, early mornings kneeling making fajr
Praying for the blessing in the name of the Father
It ain't easy but I'm tryna keep my soul clean
Leave negativity alone, stay on Deen
'Cause the streets is on fire, devil is a liar
He in the market, a seller and a buyer
It's sorta like supply and demand
'Cause don't no woman want no broke man
But the battle, it gets heavy daily
I take heed to the op, what he tryna tell me
This ain't the place that I wanna be
He wouldn't wish jail on his worse enemy
22 in, 48 left to bid
By the time he come home, he'll be 86
My son is friends with his son
Can't let them grow up repeating what we done

[Chorus]
Yeah, all man pon deck
Yeah, it's the arm, leg, leg, uh-huh, uh-huh
All, yeah, see it, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, it's time, it's time
All man pon deck, yeah
Arm, leg, leg, leg, leg, yeah
It's all of us, boy
Uh