1.41：19
I come out my crib
Walk out on the block it's hot
Yo there's a black car parked on the corner hot boys
Tnt be creepin, while niggas be on the side
Of the soda machine sleeping
Word up kid, they seen what you did
In the car parked way down the block with binoculars
That's what they got.
Helicopters parked out on the roof
10,000 disposable cameras taking pictures for proof
You know what this is
That all yall, get on the wall yall
Take your worth out ya ass in the stall yall
Or you take a mean bad fall yall
Tnt they be playin for keeps
Wipe you off your teeth like cavity creep.
Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck？
Yo it's hot, what they got, 41 shots
Bad boys bad boys what ya gonna do
If you get caught by our muthafuckin crew
Shot 41 only hit 19
They need target practice, that's what it seems to me
Ally al is sharpton dan a tack
I'ma be like ally al and fight ya back
What, do you want to go to war, you want war？
Do you want to go to war, you want war？
I'll bury all you cocka la roaches for breakfast
Shit you out and throw you in the water for the next fish
Cuz i can do that shit g
F-l-a-v-o-r f-l-a-v see.
To the highest degree times 3
That's what you get fuckin with my family
Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck？
Yo it's hot, what they got, 41 shots
Shootin at oj
Don't know if he did it
Racist mutherfuckers mad cause they ain't with it
The police get out the car searchin for nuthin
If you got sumthin, then they got you for sumthin
That's fucked up, the way they play dirty
Lock em up in jail until he's past thirty
They don't give a fuck about you
They don't give a fuck about me
I'm past thirty three
Word is born, born is my word
I got you before my word fails
Fuck whatcha heard
I keep it real, you never catch me fakin
When it comes down to money that's what i'm making
Don't try and take my shit yo, i know lex yo
I'll have a fit yo
I'll turn the whole mutherfuckin block on you yo
And that leaves you with nowhere to go
Secretly by the police you was hired
You my favorite customer i didn't know you was wired
A nik on the ground, covered by my feet
Ay yo rah get the heat
Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck？
Yo it's hot, what they got, 41 shots
2.Crash
People runnin on empty
Rock the sympte
Outside 2001
Other side of the sun
Running, here we go tumblin
Few solutions, honey they polluted the future
Got me thinking of a new thing
Revolverlution
Computer souls, controlled by confusion
You be clubbin, while the world around you crumblin
Think its funny？ bunch of crash test dummy's
If all this shit, means the end of my money,
This is a stick up, off go the pagers and celly's
Us dollar, aint worth what it's printed on,
Backed by the pentagon, sounds like babylon,
So i babble on, some of us stuck
In them barbershops and them hair salons,
While the crash comin at your ass...
While the crash comin at your ass like a bomb.
Now it all comes tumblin, runnin
Time is runnin runnin crash is coming,
Break the bank, spinning since the beginning,
Now it all comes tumblin, crumblin
Time is runnin runnin crash is coming,
Break the bank, spinning since the beginning,
Willie dynamite, time to cry and no ice.
Y2k, fallin out of the sky, so its chosen
Your ice is frozen, don't cry dry your eye
Ain't this a bitch, fuckin glitch. mother fucker what
The count down to my account, count it down
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, hush make that head bust.
Last hour no control tower
Making new may flowers, fightin new powers
Have you forgotten, the other side of rotten,
Picking electronic cotten diggin digital ditches,
Lookout, lookout for the crash...crash...crash..
Have you forgotten, have yor forgotten
Y2k, that's the question,
What the fuck is up got the 85 guessin,
I told yall for yall protection
Got me a name change, a pair of smith an wessuns
Starring crescents mad packed with the lessons,
Figure 5% got the 10 counting blessings
Programmed by programs got you bowingto the man.
Avoid collisions in mid-air, medicaid and welfare
Zero zero what the fuck do you care？
All the lights be out, you can't get nowhere.
All around, that's why i found tony brown
The world we know, it's going down...down...down...down
3.Crayola
Stax of wax 55 high fulla tracks
New cats jackin beats from way back
Pay for play only way to get them platinum plaques
Clear the racks jobbers slobbin you for tax
Robbery a＆r snobbery
Shit is killin me softly wit that same damn song
Makin folk dumber in the summer
A bummer when they shot willie in that hummer
Keep it simple stupid means numbers
Payola dough white owned black radio
Runnin on empty help go the desperado
So i bomb the toms and negros who pray to cash flow
No info to the masses as they shake their asses
No clue but i can't get my shit up in to you
Crayola with that same same ol shit
Crayola with that played playa shit
Crayola with that kid crayon shit
Crayola with them ol spray on hits
All fucked up ways must fall
Now the industry can't stop me
A vendetta to make the whole game better
They get the cheddar
All i got is a fuckin letter
What i owe？ what am i
Another number and a ho, they don't know
Time to see em go like dominoes
About time cause they endorsed the crime up in the rhyme
Got these new souls controlled goin outta their mind
Missed what i said cause they don't even own their own heads
Go one go all i forgot they made robots outta some of yall
Today all fucked up ways must fall
Today is up against the wall
Misled in the head fucked by quiet storms and love songs
Noddin heads too hollow forgotten tomorrow
Swallowing all that shit that's shallow
Give the baby anything the baby wants
But that's how them bastards get us up in them caskets
Try to get me where they want me
Before some of them jump me
Go tell em i'm a start a rebellion
Educate the felons easy on yeah
Tell em what the fuck am i yellin
No tellin you got them artists and artificials
If it ain't right i don't give a damn if it's sellin
Recruits chasin and racin for that loot
Usin usual drum loops so i salute my troops
I don't socialize or mingle, fuck the promotionals
And you know what and that g-damn single
And the marketing team for that matter
It don't matter
Dj's gettin dimes for time on a platter
I ain't gotta be high to jack so i hijack
Fm - radio - eff em turn it around muthafucka
Gods to niggas, queens to bitches
Race against time see em all runnin for the riches
Everything had its chance last dance
Some things change like them weather forecasts
Ha funny how shit don't last
Crayola with that same same ol shit
Crayola with that played playa shit
Crayola with that kid crayon shit
Crayola with them ol spray on hits
4.Do You Wanna Go Our Way
Now what sound of my dj cuts
Terminator's back on some ol' fools track
Takes a nation of sellouts to keep us back
Flippin disco raps used to be whack
Now what you hear is what you lack
Take a lil bit of this a lil bit of dat
Who dropped the bomb on hip hop
Who got biggie and who shot tupac
What's forgot ／ ain't no eazy, no scott larock
Now what's rap gotta do wit what you got
For whom the bell tolls
Is that the way the story goes
85% believing all the videos
God knows ／ who controls the radios
Some people chose the road to be hoes
And so i rose ／ in the middle of all the woes
And def jam ／ negroes turnin up their nose
There's one way in no way out
No doubt the body count
Gettin headz checkin out
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Time to make life shine again like glass
Gotta make it shine like glass
Outraged against the scene
Proofread the script
Flipped it back so i'm back in gang green
We interrupt this routine i had a dream
Da clean protein smacked the gangsta lean
Between the triple team
Wiped em out like a drought
Damn i'm raps tetracycline
Them lips foretold these apocalypse
Everything had a shot
And got hit wit bullshit
Twisted politics tricks i couldn't get wit
As one quits another nitwit hits
All the way crazy, shady
World turned upside down
I put it down
Why destroy what you love
Look around
Surrounded by chalk marks on the ground
Where the lost got found
Why it all come tumblin down
Why he and she gotta die
Now how dat sound
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
On ＆ on to the break a dawn
Some the 100 meter dash i'm the marathon
Been around a long time
But the rhyme the same
Sound remains insane
Exchange the reign
Ain't that somethin
Figure i smashed the pumpkin
So i parallel the brains of cobain
Show no shame like the pain of kane
Gettin madd opposition hip to the game
It's that gran ol' pe ammo
Different time different channel
Funky piano
Here to witness get on up with a quickness
S1's in the house
Wit the thickness that get dis
1 2 3 4 5 attackin they frat
Griff is back got 5 on it black
The track got x on the decks
Terminators back cause a dat is whack
On the 1 and 2
Yeah go flavor
Pe hit the road gettin set to explode
Fight the power for peace
Can't forget the war mode
Overload
There she blows
Here we go
Now you know
Damn another alamo
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
5.First The Sheep Next The Shepherd
First the sheep next the shepherd
Chuck's run amok multiplying like leopards
Spots em up the long bombs a record
A long shot ／ 3 minutes 15 seconds
If i was cloned never would i be alone
Just the two of us mutherfuck the lexus
Strange fruit be hangin in texas
Rope be holdin the necks
Poison politics affects us
Get my flow on a show of flexes
Got too much love above
For the battle of the sexes
Now i won't go as far as romancin myself
Or dancin with wolves or runnin wit the bulls
Shit i be in two places at one time
Split spaces wit one rhyme
Get 3 nickels outta one dime
Frist the sheep next the shepherd
Fill generation gaps wit mad raps
Get slapped
Give four smacks the hell on back
Be the father son and the holy ghost
As i represent both the east and the west coasts
Whatever that's worth 360＆mac251;
The planet earth that's the whole black man's turf
Now i be the rational national
Ever present international
Spy wit the third eye against the conquer and divide
Now wit three of me i can run a country
Make apocalypse quit do madd shit on the side
I go on wit my bad self if i had four of myself
I would sacrifice two to get that slave outta you
In my eyes be the anger of the furious five
Flashbacks cut across psycho tracks
Been there done that and i swung a big bat
Like that there it is i be the startin six pack
Frist the sheep next the shepherd
The east to the west south to the north
The music might switch the rhymes never fall off
Non alcoholic avoiding the bomb
In abortion clinics i be the hero up in it
Jack the cracker dat did it
Now the magnificent 7
Hip hop gangsta rappin
Holdin it down makin it happen
From oakland to manhattan
If i was eight ／ i be damn great
City to city ／ state to state
Won't never be too much on my plate
Flow like watergate
Wit nine of mine
I'd get piece of mine
Again and again
Wit that power of ten men
Duplicated by the split
Of one mean gene an shit
Back to the lab
Wit them scientific crabs, what next？
3 minutes and 15 seconds
6.Here I Go
Here i go, i don't give a damn if you wit me
Stupidity, shit i'm the reverse of jiggy
All that prettiness running on empty
Only wusses need pity, no i ain't from the city
5 minutes of fame if you don't know my name
Oh yeah, i'm that field nigga they all fear
Here's a madd salute to all my troops
Fuck a lawyer and the law and all them suits
I spits and i vomit cause i come like a comet
Better quit it if yall don't know what yall gettin from it
Just forget it if you wit it, that racket runnin it
Come on come with it, i think i'll fit it
Go to war but what the hell i'm fightin for
As i soar yeah baby i like it raw
No cigar, i ran over the pop star wit my car,
Again and may the best jam win...
Here i go ---- there you go
Bingo, it don't matter if this platter's a single
Needin needles like the beatles needin ringo
From the beginnin i told you how to see thru the linen
All that talk but that's the way
The side walks in new york
I simplify cause you might be high
Rip shit in the pit so what you don't like it
This is man shit a hip hop trip
On that aggressive tip but rap got pussy whipped
Got out psyched down on that turnpike
I knew this philly who just wouldn't get right
Cause i was aware as a square in delaware
Execs writing checks for sex in spandex
Radios gettin sucked by labels under the table
Mix dj's gettin overpaid for airplay
Try to shut me down like ray, what i say？
Fuck your friends and may the best jam win
Here i go ---- there you go
Mirror mirror i'm finger pointin at the man
It is i, i interrupt the program
Chuck d rubberneckin with the fans
Pe don't give a damn about uncle sam
And on and on like i said before
Some, the 100 meter dash, i'm the marathon
Against the grain comin like a train
As you listen to the sounds that remains insane
One on one and it's just begun
To get out the ghetto and get something done
To be the man you gotta beat the man
Don't confuse me with being dumb or bubble gum
And i'll be here as you disappear
And i'll be around amongst the crowd
Cause anything i wear is a step on down
That's how i've always been
And may the best jam win...
7.I
I came from a place i forgot
I woke up in a parking lot
Far from a meal ＆ a cot
On the corner
Where all the streets got the same name
Maybe my brains on the brink of insane
Pain between the paperswhile sleepin on the train
This the land of milk and honey
Know what i'm sayin
The invisible man times three
Black, down ＆ out
Out standing on a corner no doubt
Now a nation of homeless
Sleepin in bus stations
Another win for the pilgrims
Who said no more haitians
As i proceed
Someone to feed me is what i need
Through three blocks of dealers
Tryin to hit me off wit weed
Avenue ＆ boulevard hungry as a m-fucka
Hope to get a ride from a trucker
Everybody know i ain't no sucker
Everyone used to drop 30 at the rucker
Away from crazy kids in generation wrekked
Dissin pyramids while praisin projects
Walk past old folks gettin no respect
Callin young folks a bunch a no good rejects
And i walk on
An eye for an eye
I can't recognize the man in the mirror
Is it i, it is i now who this cat i'm lookin at
Cause i've been waiting so long to get where i'm goin
An for an eye in this country tis of thee
Now how the hell can i be free
Who this cat i'm lookin at
Cause i been lost so long without anybody knowin
So i move on and i walk on
Past the preachers and the pimps gettin their talk on
Now why do home gotta be where the negative roam
To be or not to be - so i roll alone
I'm trapped within this skin ＆ these bones
Temporary kings on cellular phones
Can i last as i walk past
Cigarette billboards ＆ malt liquor ads
Walkin on broken bottles ＆ potato chip bags
Everyone i see got the nerve to brag
Where they from what they got
And don't own squat
Disrespect where they from and ya might get shot
Zombies askin me what the latest bomb be
Should shot the fuckin sheriff ＆ the fuckin deputy
For ok in the drug trade and lettin it be
But i know prison for me is an industry
So i walk
I heard the best things in life be free
Didn't god make the land the air we breathe
Not for the homeless don't give a damn about me
In the mirror somebody else is starin at me
Maybe prison is the skin i'm within
All this time i been sufferin can't fix it wit a bufferin
Plus they said i'll never work in this town again
Damn so i keep on walkin
An eye for an eye
I can't recognize the man in the mirror
Is it i, it is i now who this cat i'm lookin at
Cause i've been waiting so long to get where i'm goin
An for an eye in this country tis of thee
Now how the hell can i be free
Who this cat i'm lookin at
Cause i been lost so long without anybody knowin
Lil day day is big day and just did time
Seen him standin on the unemployment line
Which collided wit the line of the health clinic
I seen crazy stacy her ass standin up in it
No more welfare cut her medicaid
Damn my mama used to do her braids
I keep walkin so they don't see me
But i doubt if they doin any better than me
So i walk on never take the planet for granted
I paved the concrete, asphalt ＆ granite
I walk past 3 brothers sittin on the porch
Wit a yard of dirt and littered wit newports
Talkin how they comin up while they sittin on their ass
As i walk past em i'm a target of their laughs
And one said lets get em for his fuckin stash
As i walked fast past the other yards wit grass
Had a lil cash tried to make it last
From a few deals i made from cleanin windshields
I ran like a rally they caught me in an alley
Can't get out the ghetto from new york to cali
I thought i had nuthin till i felt the knife
And now i ain't even got a life
8.Kevorkian
Start a war on the poor gettin mad donations
Takin cheese out of poor nations
Got haitians still on sugar plantations
Wiped em out called it exotic vacations.
As you dig it they set up regulations
Turn the rest of the world into cancer patients.
What's the diff no buts ands or ifs...
Now i need a place to hide away.
Are you ready are you ready
Whose the real docs of death
Oh no it's doctor death
Killer man atomic b-boys in japan.
Another brother dies up in sudan
Kevorkian got the heads lookin for that kill em
Dead from the feds shit man
Contaminated in sad predicaments
Blood threats, blastin continents
Kings, queens dead presidents
Can't tell me where my chiza went.
Take em down blow the house down blaw
The evils got you wobblin like weebles
Thinking you equal, killin lost peoples
No sequal remember biko
Whose the real docs of death
Oh no it's doctor death
Whose the real docs of death
Killin millions til they're last breath
Got no right to be dead ass wrong
Killin me softly with your songs
Bring the noise
But surrounded by cowboys
Indigenous but wiped out
Diggin new ditches
Can you dig it
Turnin tricks at the tip of politics
The devils slick, gettin their head split
I spit at those hypocrites
So i sticks to the music
Think about it it's god
You better get with the scene
Keep you and i from being human beings
You deserve what you deserve,
If you believe what he believes
And into everything you leave.
Oh what a tangled web you weave,
When destroyed by the disease by 33 degrees
Bringing satan down to his knees
9.Last Mass Of The Caballeros
10.Lsd
Told ya buffalo soldier
Fell to the ground like folgers
Couldn't hold the boulder
Fancy dancer paralyzed for an answer
In the hip hop game but the rap got cancer
Tumors poppin from the middle of rumors
Generation x be the end of baby boomers
Is the next generation headed for doom
Control the soul and you got a got a
Truck fulla fertilizer blowin up the spot
Think it's terrorism the border line's hot
Check the passports tap the telephone
Surprise they home grown
And one of your fuckin own
It's dat same ol shit - dat same ol game
From that same ol gang up to that same ol thing
Now what i see say you know me
I pour a metaphor of lsd
I don't know what yall thinkin about
But if you know like i know
You better strap on your seatbelt
Cause you in for a long ride
Now i be damn i been a man
Figure i never call myself a nigger
To get benjamans
What's love got to do wit what you got
Not a whole lot ／ no forgot oh this shit is hot
Spendin all the cheddar for clothes
Wit a sign foreclosed on the front mud
Lost in dominoes
Now the heads tell tales
How the dead bled and fled
Now they livin up in the bed
Instead they seize us like jesus
Married to the mob did a sloppy job in hempstead
Lord had mercy wanna curse me
New world order got my ass drownin in the water
Now what you stuck to the west
That funk to the east is phat
Atl be krunk dirty south
Thirty thou crankin trunks
Try to pass the test but to the rest they flunk
Now what be indebted
Better get over it
Those times and raps ain't never comin back
No future without a pass i kick ass
Rock the sox offa pandora's box
Is itany wonder why the clocks flavor got
Between rehearsin a verse my jaw lox
I set the bomb between the r ＆ b scene
Go against the grain run up on the train
And so i parallel the brains of cobain
As hip hop brain made em spill the champagne
Make it plain the sound remains insane
Come the same no holes closin up the lane
Don't ask no questions on the simple level
Can the magic get shaq back
Knicks get van exel
Bold rap lyrics fuck whatcha heard
Not no lost and found nouns or half ass words
Turnaround funk power moves ruffs
I ain't never been cuckoo for no coco puffs
Lsd, set it free make em see the tricks
Rather try at 37 than die at 26
Lawyers no loyalties accountants no royalties
Lie for a lie i look em in the eye
History speaking lawyers should die
Kissed the companies and made them all cry
A new rap song and a real drive by
Why o why did the video die
The narcs and the feds got the pimp niggas fraid
Threat of the aids got the bitches afraid
The god damn white man got you afraid
Social service got your mama afraid
Scared of the fact before a niggas black
Some of you say nigga before you say crack
You got no back is what you lack
Just say black and i'll see where your ass is at
11.Swindler's Lust
A dollar a rhyme but we barely get a dime
If you don't own the master
Then the master own you
Who do you trust from swindler's lust
From the back of the bus
Neither one of us control the fate of our soul
And swindler's lust
Hickory dickory dock hand in my pocket
Robbed me for my chocolate
Mo dollars mo cents for the big six
Another million led to bled claimin they innocence
Is it any wonder why black folks goin under
Cause niggas be sold in bundles
No pressure tell me why they don't care
Rap and r ＆ b pavin the streets of belair
From the sales of singers no longer here
The bigger killer gets the bigger share
Now the ones i attack the negros got their back
And know 80-20 is a whack contract
Forever lack the voice of real black
Stole rock and roll and ain't gave it back
Started off my defense
Now they're the ones i defend against
Who fell up into the tricks
Fuck the fight the power shit
Get that chuck d nigga fixed
And keep him up outta the mix
Well hell tell em chuck don't suck no dick
Be an ass and the ass get kicked
Hand in my pocket robbed me for my chocolate
Watch em swindle yo ass and turn a profit
If you don't own the master
Then the master own you
Who do you trust from swindler's lust
From the back of the bus
Neither one of us control the fate of our soul
And swindler's lust
They don't care about me
They don't care about you
They don't care about you and ya crew
Ya family neighborhood and plus
They don't give a damn about us
Profit off the soul of black folk
Turn em into bitchez and niggas
And stupid ass jokes
Laugh wit us or laughin at us
That is what i'm guessin
We interrupt this program wit that question
Laughin all the way to the bank
Remember dem own the banks
And dem g-damn tanks
Now what company do i thank
Ain't this a bitch heard they owned slaves
And a ship that sank
If you don't own the master
Then the master own you
Who do you trust from swindler's lust
From the back of the bus
Neither one of us control the fate of our soul
And swindler's lust
This is for the blues people in the delta
This is for everybody in the 50's that didn't get their money
Little richard gettin half a penny a penny
All the super soul singers of the 60's
All the bands of the 70's on the outside lookin in
All the people that didn't make a dime off their session playin
And even the rappers in the 80's and the 90's
Still tryin to get paid for what they put in
If you don't own the master
Then the master own you
Who do you trust from swindler's lust
From the back of the bus
Neither one of us control the fate of our soul
And swindler's lust
12.What What
When flav starts to get busy
Grabbin the mic and they say who is he
Cock deezal breakdown like bill bixbie
When i think, yo i think in 360
Gimme the mic an ia solve all mystery
I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
Cuz when he do, that when he kiss dee
Titles go by and my style is fly
One more time i came here to rhyme
Gimme the mic and ia go for mine
So emcee all a yall shut up
When flavor in the house we say
What what
Let flavor blow it up
And if your ready to rock this party tonight
Somebody say what what
Now when i do my flavor dance
All the ladies go crazy in a trance
Nonstop booy from the clock on my watch
I can bring it from the bottom and take it to the top
Let me rock, come on let me get wit it
When i tell you what to get, don get offended
Gimme the mic and ia bend it
Transmissions from the sky yo il send it
Times on my hands yo sometimes i lend it
Though i spendin it for a fact
Il make you say what what
Cause flave back
What what
Let flavor blow it up
And if your ready to rock this party tonight
Somebody say what what
Now everybody listen to flav
If you don listen to me you will end up in your grave
Most of these people rhymes is whack
But i got a bunch of rhymes in my napsack
Walk on my back with the black hat
Got the rhymes to come on the attack
Can you tell that i really good lookin
They know me from miami, california
Back to brooklyn
Even in spain they knew flavor name
In japan they know i nice in the game
We maintain yo brothers feel the vibe
We did the first album and it came out fly
And don ask why you won understand
Styles we got millions of fans
So come on get down like this what up
When flavor grab the mic
I will rip your butt
What what
Let flavor blow it up
And if your ready to rock this party tonight
Somebody say what what
13.World Tour Sessions
Behold the whole planet
Upside down i put it down
Shuttin down disco clowns
I get around
This rap game's like a sport
Been thru 2 passports
Ass stay up in airports
Black man still gettin no support
Compensation we ain't seein
Split by europeans
Damn treated less than human beings
No matter
Africa, brazil, east st. louis or the caribbean
Traveled the 7 seas
Rocked many races
Spread the cash cleaned trash
In a lotta low places
Seen the look of love on many madd faces
When i rhymed about the time
And not the paper chases
People all over the world given madd respect
When i identified who the government wrekked
What's the soundscan
Ask the company rep
They don't care
They just about keepin their checks
Round and round and round we go
Where the worlds headed nobody knows
Hear the crime rhyme created a lotta robots
Can the real lyric fix the shit that the time forgot
Loops gotcha brain gettin locked
Loaded up wit words that never meant alot
And you can't call the cops
And yall don't really know
And yall don't hear me through
Takes a nation of big brains
To break up that flow
And the game ain't changed
But the heads be rearranged
In danger
My language is rappin in anger
I be bangin so i point my finger
While we sleep
Racists set us up like sheep
Every time i go someplace
Slaves up in my face
Black people in a plantation state
No control of soul
Wouldn't know our fate
Now am i wrong to hate hate
38 countries 51 states now you tell me
Who in the world gonna compensate
100 million lost make a nigga wait
Gotta beg the queen to get food on our plate
Round and round and round we go
Where the worlds headed nobody knows
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