| I said listen, I’m a nigga on a mission
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| Do what I gotta to get my people in position
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| Help 'em envision a better living condition
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| Stop putting so much trust in your religion
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| They couldn’t conquer without division
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| Boy you still black, I don’t care if you Catholic or Christian
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| Police’ll still fuck you up, young buck
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| Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
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| Revolution got me pumped up But it’s still a fact black people still think so fucked up How they got money to go war with whoever wrecked the buildings
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| And none forever cuz HIV infect the children
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| That mean the money for a life they can save
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| They rather use it to send a life to a grave
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| And that’s not righteous ways
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| That ain’t even half, my real-a-real
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| I could write for days, but I don’t know how they might behave
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| You seen what they did to the 'Pac's, Martin’s, and Marvin Gaye
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| Could you picture the Black Panther party today?
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| Usin’hip hop to say the same thing Marcus Garvey would say?
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| Imagine Malcolm X over a beat
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| Tryin’to rally up the troops and take control of the street
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| Still in the window holdin’the heat
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| But now we got soldiers on the corner like police patrollin’the beat
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| Fuck G.E.D.'s — Niggaz need DP CD’s
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| We don’t need PCP; |
| we don’t need flat screen TV’s and DVD’s
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| We need more knowledge of who we be Do we really know where the guns come from?
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| Do we really know where the drugs come from?
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| How come it only affects us and not them?
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| How come Jesus Christ has still not come?
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| Why am I wrong if I kill a nigga that punch me?
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| But it’s alright for you to blow up a whole country… |