[verse 1]
Played in cincinatti
Wit my whole head nappy

Made a rally in the street
Wit nothin but a beat
Gotta grudge against a judge

Kick em out that seat
You are what you eat
So what you eatin

Same message to your mind
Be self defeatin
Sick n tired of bein sick

And tired of bein beaten
Saw em drop it like it
Was way too hot and too fast

For hip hop doo wop rock or bop
Aint here to hurt you
Dont hang in them circles

Government aint got me
Yet so yall dont stop me
See a stampede of fake cats

Runnin from bill cosby
What does he gotta do wit you doin you?
Yall know what?

Dj lord gimme that cut
Bring that beat back
Thats whats up


[verse 2]
Feedback from truly

Freedblacks
Gotta think outta this
Box of hard knocks

Lined em up at fort knox
To die in iraq
You dont know i rock?

What you under a rock?
Old cats beggin us to bring that beat back
Each generation thinks

The next one is wack
Jumpstarted in the daze of crack
R&b reagan, daddy bush

Way the hell on back
Pray to god
Feel like i got a church in myself, good god uh

Cant get no help
I say again healthcare cutback
Sht is wack

Bring that beat back

[verse 3]

They say the youth dont matter
And the old dont mind
It takes a lotta spine

To build all them young minds

Some of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time

Album what? we just makin one at a time
To save another brother whose life on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine

Signs of a soul gone solo
Robbed blind
A very small part of half the worlds crime

Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones workin in diamond mines


So cats can say whats hers and whats mine
Diamonds is girls best friend
So whys he cryin


[verse 4]
See when yall hear it get near it

And you recognize the lyrics
You trained to refrain
And you start to fear it

Escapism
Like today there aint racism
Obviously yall aint see
Black folks on tv
Judgement calls

Made on behalf of you and me
Or you and i
Do or die
I say an i for an i
Dividin line

Got the poor people
Payin for crime
Corporations gettin paid off our jailtime
Now yall can tell russell
Yes i knock the hustle

Cause 2 million in lockdown
Under federal muscle
Beyond the streets
These kids is always watchin
Watching some of these jerks when they go berserk

So i work