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  • I would like to throw "Rock Box" in the start of this one
    Here we go again
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    Livin in the city, the crack the mack and all that
    Easy does it, is it was it
    The black or white that Friday night
    In those racist places, let's get it right
    Ah to the maximum, and keep askin 'um
    When the city gonna fix where the BLACKS are from
    And every day around the way another one got
    Bucked in his head, from a gunshot
    No chance in advance for the ambulance
    Cause he was just another victim of the circumstance
    A brother died, the mother cried, it was a pity
    But that's how it goes down when you're livin in the city
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    Just a hard rock, call him a hard rock
    In the metropolis there's no stoppin this
    Can't agree with society poppin this
    Disagree with the plea when they coppin it
    Some men pretend the end will come soon
    They gather what they can and them boom
    You played yourself, you made your wealth
    The deal was dealt - now your health is in question
    Three card Molly, hoodlums, who are we?
    Pollution, prostitution, In God we
    - Need a solution, revolution, substitution
    For the thing's that we're abusing
    Pity the city, for the people livin out on the streets
    Yo we homeless, the homeless need to eat
    There's no progress for the rest
    God bless for less
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    What it is?
    What's it all about?
    Whassup G?
    What it be?
    How you livin homeless probably
    Mandela's free
    And they're rollin with D
    In history you cannot see em like they cannot see me
    The Berlin Wall
    It all had to fall
    They said no but
    "Yo, Yes y'all!"
    The people that spoke were never provoked
    And now it's tumblin down
    Freedom of speech for each
    Now how that sound?
    Try to stop me from sayin what I want to say
    My funky rhyme I never quit until the break of day
    Now here we go, as I flow and show and kick
    Infor-mation, teach and ? reach inside the nation
    And be a seer cause I'm reason with Run
    And now that the point is out
    Let the jam slam my man and tell me
    What's it all about?
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    I flex my muscle, what I must do
    Is bumrush you, ************* you, I'll crush you
    The Ku Klux Klan is ************* up
    And every good man'll understand
    Beginnin and winnin, from the first ************* vocal
    I spoke to you, I ain't no joke to you
    I do what I want to do
    If you don't like what me and my crew is doin then ************* you
    What I do and what I done with Jay and Run
    None could ever become, to sum it up bum
    Get off my ************* and out my kingdom
    Yo, yo D tell em where you're from
    Straight from Hollis, Queens
    I'm still eatin collard greens and I'm doin the same things
    I ain't never goin out suckers
    Punk mother******s
    What's it all about?
  • I would like to throw "Rock Box" in the start of this one
    Here we go again
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    Livin in the city, the crack the mack and all that
    Easy does it, is it was it
    The black or white that Friday night
    In those racist places, let's get it right
    Ah to the maximum, and keep askin 'um
    When the city gonna fix where the BLACKS are from
    And every day around the way another one got
    Bucked in his head, from a gunshot
    No chance in advance for the ambulance
    Cause he was just another victim of the circumstance
    A brother died, the mother cried, it was a pity
    But that's how it goes down when you're livin in the city
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    Just a hard rock, call him a hard rock
    In the metropolis there's no stoppin this
    Can't agree with society poppin this
    Disagree with the plea when they coppin it
    Some men pretend the end will come soon
    They gather what they can and them boom
    You played yourself, you made your wealth
    The deal was dealt - now your health is in question
    Three card Molly, hoodlums, who are we?
    Pollution, prostitution, In God we
    - Need a solution, revolution, substitution
    For the thing's that we're abusing
    Pity the city, for the people livin out on the streets
    Yo we homeless, the homeless need to eat
    There's no progress for the rest
    God bless for less
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    What it is?
    What's it all about?
    Whassup G?
    What it be?
    How you livin homeless probably
    Mandela's free
    And they're rollin with D
    In history you cannot see em like they cannot see me
    The Berlin Wall
    It all had to fall
    They said no but
    "Yo, Yes y'all!"
    The people that spoke were never provoked
    And now it's tumblin down
    Freedom of speech for each
    Now how that sound?
    Try to stop me from sayin what I want to say
    My funky rhyme I never quit until the break of day
    Now here we go, as I flow and show and kick
    Infor-mation, teach and ? reach inside the nation
    And be a seer cause I'm reason with Run
    And now that the point is out
    Let the jam slam my man and tell me
    What's it all about?
    "What's it all about?"
    "What's it all about?"
    I flex my muscle, what I must do
    Is bumrush you, ************* you, I'll crush you
    The Ku Klux Klan is ************* up
    And every good man'll understand
    Beginnin and winnin, from the first ************* vocal
    I spoke to you, I ain't no joke to you
    I do what I want to do
    If you don't like what me and my crew is doin then ************* you
    What I do and what I done with Jay and Run
    None could ever become, to sum it up bum
    Get off my ************* and out my kingdom
    Yo, yo D tell em where you're from
    Straight from Hollis, Queens
    I'm still eatin collard greens and I'm doin the same things
    I ain't never goin out suckers
    Punk mother******s
    What's it all about?