| It’s been a long time comin |
| But now I’m back up in this bitch to hit these niggas with this gangsta shit |
| I keep the strong rhymes runnin |
| My shit don’t switch, I’m 10 years in, and ain’t changed one bit |
| It’s all about the real, nigga |
| I keeps it real, nigga |
| And won’t sell out for ??? with Tommy Hilfiger |
| Fucker, I figure niggas wanna see |
| The side of society they don’t see on TV |
| So when I bring the shit, I bring the shit like I seen it |
| And when I scream the shit, I sing the shit like I mean it |
| No secret, these muthafuckas figure I’m a threat |
| Cause I ain’t fallin short to the traps the demon set |
| Now sweat, cause now I got my head in your books |
| And when I think 'cracker', my definition read 'crook' |
| Now look, we’re livin under laws that they set |
| Back then we were treated like dogs and wasn’t shit |
| And slowly but surely the shit changed |
| From they fault, but if you black, then you get blamed |
| A damn shame, that means this muthafucka’s one-sided |
| And blacks, we get lost in the sauce, because we unguided |
| These muthafuckas had a plan from the start |
| Get what they can get and rip they assholes apart |
| They smart |
| They smart, man |
| (Those guys…) |
| You niggas better watch yo ass |
| (.they're the bad guys) |
| Them bastards they smart, man |
| (Those guys…) |
| It’s up to us for how long we gon' last |
| (.they're the bad guys) (2x) |
| I declare an all-out attack |
| Let’s take our minds behind enemy lines, so we can see how the demon acts |
| And how he set us up for failure in the first place |
| And why the fuck did we just settle for a birthday |
| You see, I’m hip to the games that you run |
| Like the games you run unfair, we can get no fair one |
| Cause we was dealt the bad hand from the jump |
| And we can’t deal, so we jack and get drunk |
| And might end up locked down or six feet |
| But in these streets a muthafucka gots to eat |
| You can’t sleep, cause if you’re caught sleep, you gots to pay |
| And just like everyone left you got your day |
| And these days were meant for all to keep tryin |
| But we can’t relate, so we fall and keep dyin |
| Open your muthafuckin eyes who your enemy |
| The muthafuckas dyin or the muthafuckas killin you? |
| You put your crack on my table |
| I turn my axe on my neighbor |
| And my back to my Savior |
| You had me thinkin you were almighty |
| But to the Almighty you’re just a man that’s really all tiny |
| The Maker will open up our minds to see |
| That heaven ain’t a place here on Earth, you gots to leave |
| And once we leave, we stand between eternal peace and eternal pain |
| And you the beast shall meet eternal flame |
| So let it rain, wash away up all my bad things |
| And put some laughter in our hearts again |
| Now black men, stand up, let’s come together as a whole race |
| And don’t be fed up by the old days |
| They try to do us like the Indians, killin us like wild beast |
| And show more love for the Chinese |
| And kept us trapped up in a small room |
| And made decisions on our life we accepted that left us all doomed |
| They sabotaged and they camouflaged |
| But if these niggas came to crank up some shit, then I be down to ride |
| These muthafuckas had a plan from the start |
| The only way to beat em is to think, cause they smart |