yeah i broke up with the streets
cause aint nothing sweet
about it i doubt it
many still in it for the love of it
but i aint happy
ever since i got separated from my pappy
how many idiots fall deadly to the riots
thats cause in silence violence
mass media coverage about us
but we aint they ones with our guns open
still hopin'
relyin' on the spiritual wages
of the church they been broke the curse is
everyday the struggle gets worse
v1

see how many victims left hurt
mentally shattered cuz they flirt  
with confusion ensnared in a institution
we still lookin' for a solution
but you should know
blacks folks never appeared
to the Constitution  
the only way to regain conscious
is a revolution
then reestablish my restitution  
which then maybe be a black fusion  
wake up my brothers n sisters
we kings n queens break the illusion
v2