Ninety-two! the rebel back I wanna go home, so won't you please go I wanna go home, so won't you go I wanna go home, so won't you please go I wanna go home, so nigga go
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Yo, burning in paris, demaris, the madness, I've had this The sadness, gladys, lost her pips It means it's to make a trip to johannesburg I don't care -- what the word is Cause my history has to From all over the land I eat some trout Cause america, my ain't hearing ya If I can her, thatcher damn I'll use my derringer polls calls for death tolls, bullet holes Wolves in the The sum can't be than the whole But many have died -- died while they Pearl harbord ninety-two, that's the I mean port it's right there The revolution won't be televised this
The draw from the mind physical we need mental fighters For the destruction of the The coffee without the and the cream is too strong And we're back we belong
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The winners, or beginners Get on the scene and they turn into sinners Yes they say they're a born christian Read a Bible but they're really on a That's so sing your gospel the region of the first man fossil Plain truth in hieroglyphics The of american civics get real sticky Rap has put it on track With hard conscious rap But fiends aim for the gut What I do? keep my mouth shut? no! the editor scandal predator Hip-hop racist pig etcetera henchmen why you never mention Is it because you're trying to save your A lot of and strength locked away in prison Yeah journalism cause we delete love And the word in our songs And we're back where we
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We need some of power, some kind of skill Keep one fb-i/eye open cause you they wanna kill us we're dangerous to their plan We rule the whole damn Basketball, baseball, music, tv, movies, art But smart Somehow makes us fight among Place pictures of our upon their shelves They kill this, kill that one, us to kill him Such a bright future now dim But the empire will strike with much more than a rap How're you gonna I once said burn the plueprints on the to redeem Causer racial is our dream But it's a dream we have that won't true We've talking peace for a few Black is not, it left I don't need no beads placed my chest To be a black man A picture of malcolm is not on my He's in my heart, smart And then there's uncle toms that's And kids don't know thurgood marshall Grab gold of reality g real We're back to where we belong