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No Good

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  • In the states
    There's a problem with race
    Because of ignorant past burned fires]from evolution
    We've been killing each other
    I figure man should have it down to a science
    No chanceNot for a minute
    Not for a second
    I won't be defensive
    I'm straight out in my opinion
    You'ld better listen to a man who knows what he is saying
    I've seen your side
    You run and hide for the mere fact that you feel inferior
    Be superior
    And know your interior(pre) race, pride, prejudiceblack man, white manno standlive in the pastwe make it lasta hated massno solutionmind pollutionfor revolution(chorus) so low behold my eyesthis land of fools will riseno goodfor no one
    You blame oppression and play the role of criminals
    To rape and burn show progress is minimal
    White hoods and militants you know it's such a pity
    Living, breathing
    Violence in your city
    If one man
    Had one home
    In one world
    Held live alone without variety
    Full of anxiety
    No one to point at, question
    Or even talk to -- in his private grave
    No matter what color
    He wouldn't be saved from hell
    He dwellsA closed mind playing the part of prison cells(pre)(chorus)
  • In the states
    There's a problem with race
    Because of ignorant past burned fires]from evolution
    We've been killing each other
    I figure man should have it down to a science
    No chanceNot for a minute
    Not for a second
    I won't be defensive
    I'm straight out in my opinion
    You'ld better listen to a man who knows what he is saying
    I've seen your side
    You run and hide for the mere fact that you feel inferior
    Be superior
    And know your interior(pre) race, pride, prejudiceblack man, white manno standlive in the pastwe make it lasta hated massno solutionmind pollutionfor revolution(chorus) so low behold my eyesthis land of fools will riseno goodfor no one
    You blame oppression and play the role of criminals
    To rape and burn show progress is minimal
    White hoods and militants you know it's such a pity
    Living, breathing
    Violence in your city
    If one man
    Had one home
    In one world
    Held live alone without variety
    Full of anxiety
    No one to point at, question
    Or even talk to -- in his private grave
    No matter what color
    He wouldn't be saved from hell
    He dwellsA closed mind playing the part of prison cells(pre)(chorus)