Yeah it would be cool it could be too
Stop runnin' 'round in circles off a what we fuel
Livin' them lies eventually believin' it's true
A lot of people here for us one could be you
It's outrageous and they just ain't nothin' but save us
An ocean of brown fists in various flavors
A favor for a favor man, this is the majors
Tell me what you would do with no phones or pagers
No Kinko's, no Fed Ex and no ATM's
What you gon' do when the police state begins
Well it already began but I guess it depends on what's really going on
What's happenin', huh
Military target practicing
They gunna write another patriot act again
The days is short the nights is long
The fight goes on
The pistol and the pipes is drawn
Come on
In the middle of the night
We fight like
Barbarians in sight of the former might
You might think that it's a waste
Of our time
And I think you would be right
'Til he drop that rhyme
And some might say that it's a waste a time
'Cause ain't no amount of dancin' finna break the bondage
We go to war and transcend space an' time
When every record ain't a record just ta shake behinds
You know the stakes is high we in the face a drama
That's why we can't shake it or escape the problem
It's like a game of roulette the barrel revolvin'
They only wanna see us occupying a coffin
Mothers crying too often from they lost child leaving
From trying to get over, get under, get even
Get inside, getting it, getting dumped, getting greedy
We got to get it right
It's not about to be easy
You better pull you goggles up, it's about to get greasy
Believe it's on as long as we can still speak freely
The pages of my life would make it hard to read me
I know my people hearin' me, holler if y'all need me, word