作词 : Drayton, Dubose, Ridenhour 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
作词 : Drayton, Dubose, Ridenhour 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