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Presto, the Communist Manifesto
Guerillas in the Mist, a named Ernesto, so
(E-Roc: What a brother a afro know?)
Yo, go and for the mack and be the hoe
so cause the lynchin brothers might get hung
Better rip em from the tip of my mouth/Mao, say/Tse-Tung/tongue
Deficit (money spent) the glint
(E-Roc: of my nine as they cut welfare percent)
And I dissent, as I and raise my fist
(We did with, that) so you could get with this
Here's a twist cause we'll overthrow like N'Krumah
Spread around the as if it were a, vicious rumor
Pam, cuts a record like a surgeon cuts a tumor a brain
(E-Roc: all cooped up so feel the pain)
from four years of exploitation
Anesthesia provided by local TV station
is not a virtue (I ain't waitin)
Turn this shit over like Bush did a boatload of

*DJ Pam cuts and "Dig It!"*

How now Cow I'm down with the Mau Mau
downtown tried to put us in the dog pound
like H. Rap Brown with the
(Won't get no callouses) cause I'm dialectical analysis
So how is this, we never had no
until you found out that I turned to revolutionary
(Chump!) Bump you over dominoes, rat
(E-Roc: So free Gi Jaga Pratt!)
hear it fear it can't get near it
got a didn't clear it
Blank says, "Fuck five-oh!" That's the spirit
Cheer it, out, the fat that I consumed
Knew that I was doomed since my date of
to be the of the earth, never had a Dream that was American
(The ?leg to chair again?) Despair again
(But that ain't nuthin new) the streets were paved with gold
Whoever paved that shit got minimum too!

*DJ Pam and scratches "Dig It!"*

"Do you understand, the phrase?" (repeat 3X)
"Do you understand, do you understand..."

(E-Roc: Gunned us, us) exploited and they hung us
I'd like to a moment to say, "Fuck Columbus!"
(Millions off my back) the black on black crisis is a
The crack that did this to us (was the one the whip)
The record skip, the record skip, the ship *SCRATCH*
The skips, cause my voice is kinda scratchy
from yelling, "Oh shit!" when comes to harass me
They never pass me, no one to go and bro
(E-Roc: Trying to kill the with the new CoIntelPro)
Leaders they killed, if I said it, it threaten em
They only see my back because I'm three ahead of em
We're not fallin in the slot you
(E-Roc: We realize our power's nickel-plated)
Masses as well as asses do, class is through
Our is over, past it's due
(And you still know) the origin of the flow
OAKLAND CALIFORNIA

*DJ Pam "Dig It!"

(Yeah, The Coup, at you in ninety-three!)
Yeah, and we out y'all...

"Do you understand, the phrase?" (repeat 3X)
"Do you understand, do you understand..."