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Mr. Bush, you better check out your own part in the divine
You may find you the

Listen, 'cause in
Chubb Rock and the gang is on a mission
Hostility will rule like a [Incomprehensible]
And ooh with dumplings, hopefully no dumpings

Like guns be present while I keep the people jumpin'
Not too much, South Africa free yet
I spoke to the kids from to T-Neck
New Jersey, and heard me while I cursed the

minority regime, painted an ill scene
Brothers and sisters over dyin'
Mandela in a in Robbin Island
God he's out now, and while I sing

I know he has things in a swing, yeah
This year Thatcher, we're gonna catch her
Being a klutz, her is a drunk putz
He absurd, now what's the word?

Okay okay, on
okay, come on

Okay okay, on
Okay okay, on
Okay okay, on
okay, come on

If the President, pullin' out my Ray-Gun

Listen, and sisters
It's time for everyone to go
For your history, open a and read
Between the lines, don't recline mind

Sometimes I don't how to make it understood
a lot of black movies have been tampered by Hollywood
So it's important, take the name and and step
Research it yourself, you owe a large debt

To yourself, your history is yours to
Or you won't reap in the benefits, let Mr. Rabinuwitz
Sell you something a zing, to get blissed
the rock to the Nazis, excel in Yahtzee

Be a bookworm, not a bookend, men
you have died so you can taste freedom
If we can't 'em we'll delete 'em, so now
What's the

Okay okay, on
Okay okay, on

Okay okay, on
Okay okay, on
Okay okay, on
okay, come on

Okay okay, on
okay, come on
Okay okay, on
If he's the President, pullin' out my

history, no physical might has ever crushed
The invincible spirit of a
And yes, we are a nation, a different
But that significant, pull a ligament

While you're standin', pumpin' your fist they miss
And crumble and remain in the abyss
And now it's time for action, action is the
The pronoun I say, scream, "What's the word?"

Now come on, the word?
Alright, I'm gonna bring in the
Of my man
The aspect, come now

I'm a soldier, I'm a
I'm gonna chase up and run down Botha
Botha betta run him betta start
I mash up [Incomprehensible] when he

Your gun gonna fire, fatter
Say it to the sky like a ball of
Jah come foot over [Incomprehensible]
Gun fire, I'm a soldier

Alright, time for the American aspect
my man Rob Swinga, come now

Yo, I wonder why is it that in
The black people are the 2nd and 3rd citizens?
I mean I thought Africa was
Isn't that what they told us in our own history books in

I mean, yo something to think about
They gonna tell me I'm black and I'm from
Yet still tellin' me
I no right to say what goes on there

I mean I can't that at all!
That's something to make you
and think and say
"Hmm"