Rappers be trippin off the Knowledge I be kicking, a musician,
wit ammunition keeping my fans from slipping;

Maintain, I'm Huey P Newton against the grain,
holding a M-16 freeing you from this dream;

Now, Politician caught at these peepshows, wolfs dressed in sheep clothes;
Pass me the mic too educate my people,

You know the ego the type to talk about that gun play,
Drinking E&J in their 40’s still up in the stairway;

Or either on the corner with their fam's fronting on gram,
laughing at these fuck boys selling their souls for fans;

Police pop off quick, racism never quit,
Reminiscing about the last time we were on slave ships;

They started looting our land killing lynching and shooting,
we started a revolution we marching from here to Huston;

We they caught off guard by manipulating the masses,
inventing races dividing humans in different classes;

But let’s back up quick and take it back to ancient scripts,
where the truth becomes a gift making your paradigm shift;

I heard a man had a dream they got shook, a life took,
Gave another squeeze of the noose now you can’t look;

I'm strung up you see my life’s in danger,
I look back and see 3 klans men full of hate and anger;

So Now I’m running through the masters property,
And It was full of house niggas who couldn’t think as free as I be;

So what you saying? It's like the system still the same,
We got own people exploiting us to keep the fame in their name;

They claimed the borders if we don’t organize we goners,
In broad day light detective chocked out Eric Garner;

You read it in pages even in the new in fact,
The same news repeats it back to back, for you to hate what’s black;

We policing our blocks nobody calling the cops,
Hold your breath and hope another body don’t dropped

I know some militant brother who are ready pop,
And get it hotter than water that's boiling in measuring pots;

But yo, We gotta ride the nation, knowledge is information,
They erasing history, and time is wasting;

I breath deep like the lungs in your chest,
I don’t sleep do the math calculating my steps;

You stay puzzled cause they whitewash our earlier times,
Nothing's coincidence to a conscious state of mind....