and enslave us Worker that never paid us Killed Malcolm X, Martin Luther King and everybody else tried to come down here us Killed my father that raised us Kidnapped us
can't fuck wit us No can do Y'all can't fuck wit us Can't fuck wit us Can't fuck wit us Can't fuck wit us [Bridge: Tech N9ne] Yo! Big Krizz Kalico Tell
if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together I'm high as ever, more hoes and more cheddar (yeah) G-Unit move around with them pounds and berretas
live our lives if its going to leave them broken hearted why should it matter how it started bad science creates bad medicine inspired by a bad religion
hate us And the Hitlers we handpick To bleed their people dry For our evil empire The drug we're fed To make us like it Is God and country with a band
lungs as they swung And they hung and they sunk [Chorus][Iriscience, Aceyalone and Evidence] Babu scratches "Ay yes y'all" Y'all ready to bounce for us
answer is horrible Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow And so tomorrow comin later than usual Waitin' on someone to pity us While
It's a bad decision to blindly follow any religion I don't see the difference in between the raw and the wrong Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and
we ripping these rhymes. Its like this and that, like this and that. Where you at, where you at? Like this and that. Where you at, where you at? Like this and
them out ? bullets in their big ass heads, ? neutrons ?on my loose sleeves, ? senator ? money and blue ? don't bomb on my true speed feeling malibu breeze bad bitches and
' tecks 'cause I love to snap, crackle, and pop them hammers rock bandanas, cop wanna knock and jam us watch and slam us, locked up, box and canners '
rachman, el-Rahim(?) Islam's a beautiful thing And Christian and Rastafari, helps us to bring peace against the darkness, which is unGodly So what's the black man's true religion
and show them boys, true love So I pray for the better days, face the bomb had a run-a-ways And, I put my guns away and I pray for peace on Sundays,
I sold bottles of sorrow then chose poems and novels The gospel was told, some souls it swallowed whole Mentally they fold, and they eventually sold their life and