[Verse 1]
I said listen, I'm a ^!$$% on a mission
Do what I gotta to get my people in position

Help 'em envision a better living condition
Stop putting so much trust in your religion
They couldn't conquer without division

Boy you still black, I don't care if you Catholic or Christian
Police'll still $#&@ you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck

Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still think so $#&@ed up
How they got money to go war with whoever wrecked the buildings

And none forever cuz HIV infect the children
That mean the money for a life they can save
They rather use it to send a life to a grave

And that's not righteous ways
That ain't even half, my real-a-real
I could write for days, but I don't know how they might behave

You seen what they did to the 'Pac's, Martin's, and Marvin Gaye
Could you picture the Black Panther party today?
Usin' hip hop to say the same thing Marcus Garvey would say?

Imagine Malcolm X over a beat
Tryin' to rally up the troops and take control of the street
Still in the window holdin' the heat

But now we got soldiers on the corner like police patrollin' the beat
$#&@ G.E.D.'s ? ^!$$%z need DP CD's
We don't need PCP; we don't need flat screen TV's and DVD's

We need more knowledge of who we be

[Chorus]

Do we really know where the guns come from?
Do we really know where the drugs come from?
How come it only affects us and not them?

How come Jesus Christ has still not come?
Why am I wrong if I kill a ^!$$% that punch me?
But it's alright for you to blow up a whole country...