Now is the Come on
Stand tall, your life to the limit 'Cause haterism like a fuckin' epidemic And look at Ice Cube, I ain't no I'm straight the hood, I got to represent it now
day I think about my color And all the shit we do to one another I ain't blood brother, but I'm your 'cause brother Let's take it back to the love and how it was
If not, we gon' these triggers Show the world we deserve to be called I make a fuck up like Don Bow on his knees, and call me yo'
You can too, you got the to Don't let this system devour you I pretend or act like I'm knowin' you But check it out I understand what you goin'
But remember, and sisters You can still tall Just be For you got
I know y'all motherfuckers thinkin' Here comes another rapper with a song about All you wanna hear is a about dope And how a nigga got mo' money the Pope But he'll never you when he drop the soap
No, Ice Cube is here to drop you a some of our folk used to hang from ropes And some of our people used to hang trees Now the thing hangin' motherfuckers is deez
So, get your right and I'ma rhyme right the limelight and a blind dyke I'm the sunlight, too bright to When it's all and done I should write the book
You too cool for school, too old to Get your ass off the grassroots and let 'em I understand, it ain't no lost But little kids, it no Santa Claus
But remember, brothers and You can still tall, stand up Just be thankful, For you got, f'real
I was born in the mud but I out clean That's 'til the tried to intervene Tried to lock me up I was only nineteen Don't ever, ever let 'em kill your dream
I make shit raw that off the law If you some fake shit turn this off If you want some realness I know you can feel Maybe we can heal this like an illness
Black on black, I back People don't think we know how to act Just because our is filled with crack And the CIA take it back
Never on top, always on the put your trust in Hillary Rodham 'Cause I can tell you now, it's gon' turn out on pushin', get 'em 'til we got 'em
But remember, brothers and You can still stand tall, up Just be thankful, For you got
Raise your hand if you sick of this In the belly of the empire