X] Being here in America doesn't you an American Being born here in doesn't make you an American Why if birth you an American you wouldn't need any legislation You wouldn't need any amendments to the I see any American dream, I see an American nightmare I'm one of the 42 million black people who are the victims of
Aiyyo we all in now, all in together now Hard truth soldierin, truth soldier SHIT on servin 'em, cause you know we do work Mashin in my Chevy down the streets of New York, they me I smooth grip, and hit up the Snatch Flav as my dual pipes up the block We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy On the street hear my beat, my 69 is fast down Lennox, head up to the 'View Some wanna holla and I said it was cool Wanna about the album and the Enemy's new How P.E. and Guerilla Funk is it movin Breakin bread talkin politics, you how it go the war and how it's shitty that we murder for dough Then the reporter a question, that I had to mash How, I would act if every day was my last How if every day I worried my family in this I'd be murdered on these street in a puddle of Or if I would get some news my brother had died If they ran up in my house and my kids and my wife Or if we was looted and somebody all our thangs If my sister was abducted, never heard again I began to compare it, so he could When I made the parallels how they livin abroad I can't ignore it, these ride deep in the streets Cap a nigga for his wallet, beat for free And the cold part about it, life is than that Down there people on the bottom kill each other for Imagine that, propoganda got the people by the media that keep 'em subdued I around the world, seen a lot of shit in my life Same sirens, same ghetto birds at night Same racism, each of us all outsiders where we live enforcin the law Gats clappin on the streets, gunplayin with Same prisons full of brothers herded in like Same that'll burn folks for pay Same conditions in communities we die Same brutality and ignorance, now what it take to break the cycle, get the people away? That's why I'm fresh out of tears for 'em, all out of for 'em Even though my goes out, what the fuck you cryin 'bout? Money for rebuilding but, what about When the way we live is shitty the love for our own? I can't decide it, real, I hit you with proof Maybe I'll be suicided cause I hit you with See they kill for less than what we say on to you Hear the message in the from a rebel to you, now listen
[Outro: x6 to Save my life you gotta, save my life you [x3] us, save us