| Wake up… wake up
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| Wake up…
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| Wake up, get a hold of your life, go get your cake up
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| The motto in the streets is you eat, or you get ate up
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| Straight up, you tired of waiting, go get your weight up
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| My peoples tired of waiting for reparations to pay us
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| Screaming Jesus can save us, I, I get the Bentley if I save up
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| But that’s just another trick to enslave us
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| Push the minimum wages
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| Put, put our fathers up in them cages
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| Then watch out when mother struggled to raise us
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| But, but my ambition won’t let me live in this poor condition
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| That doesn’t care about color, creed, or your religion
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| Priests, politicians gotta listen to opposition
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| From my position, we still ain’t got a pot to piss in
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| From my position, we still ain’t got a pot to piss in
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| Allah said to save the babies from the cold
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| Pour wisdom in the cup so the truth overflows
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| Still, knowledge is that bread that keeps us well-fed
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| Old time religion will not bring us satisfaction
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| Without action now who can disagree with me?
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| God is not a mystery, there’s nowhere in history
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| That you could show and prove to me
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| But still you face east and nod your head to me religiously
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| I’m G-O-D, to infinity, for real
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| The world won’t get no better
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| If we just let it be
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| The world won’t get no better
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| We gotta change it yeah, just you and me
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| Poor reparations, the Bush administration
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| Unequality, martial law, segregation
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| False hood, false teaching, false education
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| Now’s the time for us to come amongst this nation
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| They deceiving us, they don’t believe in us
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| They believe in that Cream like Julius Caesar
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| I’m like Marcus Garvey, Malcolm X with the heaters
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| Ripping the chains of the remains of all of the leaders
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| Never worship the image if we were swine eaters
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| I’m on the back of the bus with two fine divas
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| We in the jungle of life, but never jungle fever
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| I’m God-body all day long, spiritual life lessons
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| That I recite with song
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| Trying to wake up everybody, can’t we all get along?
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| For all my people that’s out there persevering through the storm
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| Black fist, Staten Island, stand up, stand strong
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| Penetrate through the gate and bring the Clan along
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| Wake up and realise the times
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| That we living in the world is getting more iller than ever
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| Thought we was chillin', striving change for the better
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| But it was a dream like Martin Luther
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| He had a vision that could move a mountain
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| Protect one another, that’s world to my brother Malcolm
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| As-salamu alaykum, alaykum as-salam
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| We want justice, police supposed to protect and serve
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| And then they shoot us down like wild animals
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| The nerve of them cold-hearted killers
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| With blue suits slaying our black youth
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| The earth cries from all the blood that’s being spilled
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| We need a solution fast, get InshAllah bill
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| Let me educate them, translate it meaning God’s will
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| It goes all in together, together how we are
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| To stand with a plan, provided we down to fall
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| And that’s the Willie Lynch tactics that separated the masses
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| Taught us all to think backwards
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| We gonna change the world |