Chorus:


When they say WHIP
Leaving welts on your back with mind control time to drown us rats.
When they say WHIP

Trying to kill us Black. We've sold our souls for money and crack.
When they say WHIP
Well I guess that's it when it's hand over fist. This life's a (*##$


When they say WHIP
While the cops on the street put your hands in cuffs on your knees begging please.

Profiled by the beast, if your skin ain't bleached be discreet or get beat.
Until you scream out Tony got you and your homie in the penitentiary.
Just so the state can make paper and they're quick to pull a trigger, buck down another ^!$$%.


Set your clocks back before the whip cracks and they invade your %#@!!
Watch your back before the cops attack, hunting us down like rats, profiling the blacks.

This is for the broke folk that drink and smoke, trying to forget 'cause they can't cope.
and all the pain-pill addicted cripples, getting served by the hospitals, modern day dope.
If you fit the description, there is no hope, just getting slammed down by your throat.

Listen
It's just a modern day lynching, except they use a chair instead of a rope.
Lord of the lash, they laugh with every crack of the whip, leaving another gash. Oh %#@!!

Bring it back, arms, legs, hips, chest, thighs, feet, hands, and finger tips. Watch your lip.



Chorus:

Leaving welts on your back, with mind control, time to drown us rats.

When they say WHIP
Trying to kill us Black. We've sold our souls for money and crack.
When they say WHIP

This game's a trip and we've all been tricked, trying to scheme and get rich.
When they say WHIP
Well I guess that's it when it's hand over fist. This life's a (*##$!


When they say WHIP
While the cops on the street put your hands in cuffs on your knees begging please.

Profiled by the beast, if your skin ain't bleached be discreet or get beat.
Until you scream out Tony got you and your homie in the penitentiary.
Just so the state can make paper and they're quick to pull a trigger, buck down another ^!$$%.


Handcuffed to the beast. Hail to the thief. The only thing the meek shall inherit is more grief.
While the Illuminati whip and rape the weak, not allowed to think or speak.

The Snake, Pyramid, and Obelisk on the money of the materialistic rich makes me sick.
But if you make a stand against the government they got the nerve to label you a terrorist. Ain't that a (*##$!
Revenge for those left stranded alone in the darkness full of bullets.

And all the cats that you shot in the streets, claiming that they had a gun when you knew it was a wallet.
Keep your kids on a leash and your mouth in a muzzle. You don't want to be in front of the barrel.
We gotta rebel in these streets of hell before the world pops and they kill Hip Hop.


Chorus:


Leaving welts on your back, with mind control, time to drown us rats.
When they say WHIP
Trying to kill us Black. We've sold our souls for money and crack.

When they say WHIP
This game's a trip and we've all been tricked, trying to scheme and get rich.
When they say WHIP

Well I guess that's it when it's hand over fist. This life's a (*##$!



When they say WHIP
While the cops on the street put your hands in cuffs on your knees begging please.
Profiled by the beast, if your skin ain't bleached be discreet or get beat.

Until you scream out Tony got you and your homie in the penitentiary.
Just so the state can make paper and they're quick to pull a trigger, buck down another ^!$$%.


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