Yesss Im a black sheep so i can diguise myself Keep an AK 47 on the shelf Dont ask me Who i am? Call me ****** i really dont Give a ****!! Action im built tough Since i am public enemy one The media will never get enough Suckas aint nothing but a bluff Sound the alarm As the Dj gets rough give me some of that Funkyy stuff **** aint never hurt nobody Guns leads to so many dead body Killuminati Is what i yell stop naw get the bail And lets free All my brothers incarcerated for free Smooth. As a criminal My rhymes subliminal maximum minimal Is the wage im in rage Get the twelve guage Lets do damage to the higher powers that be I wasnt born a sucker Im ready to die for free In this world Ya need fame just to get a little love for ya name **** hip hop is where my heart is? But its lost dont know where it is? Killed by the jewish society gay mafias Women and ill know they'll despise me Truth is what i am Urban radiooo doesnt even slam Promote sloppy music to keep a rate on I used a calling card To dail in i tell them cut that ******* off or we'll break in Entering to the station play old school records rock the nation I see you hesitation Scared of a revolt took the emcees then jolt Them out the way cuz they gay Fashion fad lookin' peculiar I still wear saggy jabos stocky medium afro ******* Is the sound **** all these club sounds No consciousness surround The black community im all for unity But how when the pushin' racism G ? But ya know my topics will get tossed Lost in the hour of the chaos Damnnnn!!!!! Cuz of the rebel i amm
In the ghetto Huh they say you can be anything You wanna be So i joined the army Notknowing that I'll still Face tragedy and racism aint went no where It feels ghostly evil stares Of past scornful memories They traded stock off the fields And put us in the penitentiary I got my first arrest in elementary Just for being black on a sunday Walkin' on a one way street Preachers aint talking about that Cuz they know theyll get lynched for that Now they follow anything And everything That attracts money fortune and fame You know the name? We die more for the name of the father Religion is ******* No matter whats coming out the puplits They still gone **** Think of you as a nigguh belittle Troublesome and only good For cheap labor Be good and ya might get a penny raise For good behavior Still lookin' a savior? That ***** been dead think abiut it He died at 33 ? Now ask yo self how many nigguhs Died before 33? Ships full of slaves? Lots of babies young men and women Mothers fathers to sons n daughters Two thousand fifteen and we Still seeing slaughter ??? Can you see me running from the police And we still think we run the streets Peep game homies Its no longer about racism Its about us as a minority Wither white black mexican or puerto rican We all slaves Payin' debts to society before we Took our first **** **** how could this be ? My birth belongs to a bank industry So all my real gangstas thugs to hustlers Yea even wall street yall slaves too Wake up the time is now Gotta mind gotta use it Or else these muthaphukkas will abuse it This aint nothing new Since the sun been shinin' The same from beginning to end The world was castedwith sin There was darkness before light Now that I'vegot the light Its time to enlightened others With the torch i aquired Not long before ill be retired and life expired For trying to reach for the truth And many more Live carefully Cuz this is somethin' 2 die 4.... The ghetto!!!!