The passion of Pac, the depth of Nas, circa 9-3,
Mix the mind of Brad Jordan and Chuck D and find me.
I spit with the diction of Malcolm or say a Bun B,
Prevail through Hell, so Satan get ye behind me.
Never was hot, never was Pop,
But I never, ever stopped that real Hip Hop.
Got no paparazzi, got no company that got me;
Walking alone in the ‘hood, so it’s easy to spot me.
Excuse us for the news,
You might not be amused;
But did you know White comes from Black?
No need to be confused.
Many have forgotten what we came here for,
Never knew or had a clue, so you’re on the floor.
Just growin’ not known’ about your past…
Now you’re lookin’ pretty stupid while you’re shakin’ your ass.
These days you can’t see who’s in cahoots,
Cause now the KKK wears three-piece suits.
Elvis was a hero to most,
But he never meant shit to me, you see.
Straight up racist that sucker was,
Simple and plain…
Motherfuck him AND John Wayne.
No matter what the name, we’re all the same pieces in one big chess game.
Burn, Hollywood, burn, I smell a riot goin’ on,
First they’re guilty, now they’re gone!
Comin’ from the school of hard knocks,
Some perpetrate…they drink Clorox.
Attack the black, cause I know they lack exact
The cold facts, and still they try to Xerox.
CIA, FBI, all they tell us is lies.
And when I say it, they get alarmed…
‘Cause I’m louder than a bomb.
All I want is peace and love on this planet.
Ain’t that how God planned it?
It’s weak to speak and blame somebody else
…When you destroy yourself.
Bass! How low can you go?
Death row…what a brother know.
Once again, back is the incredible,
The rhyme animal, the uncannable “D!”
Public Enemy Number One.
Five-O said, “Freeze!” and I got numb.
Can I tell ‘em that I really never had a gun?
But it’s the wax that the Terminator X spun.
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death,
We got to fight the powers that be!
I got a letter from the government the other day
I opened and read it…it said they were suckers.
These days you can’t see who’s in cahoots
Cause now the KKK wears three-piece suits.
I’m even lethal when I’m unarmed…
‘Cause I’m louder than a bomb.
I never live alone,
I never walk alone.
My posse’s always ready
And they’re waitin’ in my zone.