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Bring That Beat Back

Played in Cincinnati

Wit my whole head nappy

Made a rally in the street

Wit nothin' but a beatGotta grudge against a judge

Kick 'em out that seat

You are what you eat

So what you eatin'?Same message to your mind

Be self defeatin'

Sick n tired of bein' sick

And tired of bein' beatenSaw 'em drop it like it

Was way too hot and too fast

For hip hop, doo wop, rock or bop

Ain't here to hurt youDon't hang in them circles

Government ain't got me

Yet so y'all don't stop me

See a stampede of fake catsRunnin' from Bill Cosby

What does he gotta do wit you doin' you?

Y'all know what?DJ, Lord gimme that cut

Bring that beat back

That's what's upFeedback from truly

Freed blacks

Gotta think outta this

Box of hard knocksLined 'em up at Fort Knox

To die in Iraq

You don't know I rock?

What you under a rock?Old cats beggin' us to bring that beat back

Each generation thinks

The next one is wack

Jump started in the daze of crackR&B Reagan, daddy Bush

Way the hell on back

Pray to god

Feel like I got a church in myselfGood god, uh, can't get no help

I say again health care cutback

Shit is wack

Bring that beat backThey say the youth don't matter

And the old don't mind

It takes a lotta spine

To build all them young mindsSome of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time

Album what? We just makin' one at a time

To save another brother whose life on the line

A big shot to claim some rocks and shineSigns of a soul gone solo, robbed blind

A very small part of half the worlds crime

Runaway child blown by an old land mine

Little ones workin' in diamond minesSo cats can say what's hers and what's mine

Diamonds is girls best friend

So why's he cryin'?See when y'all hear it get near it

And you recognize the lyrics

You trained to refrain

And you start to fear itEscapism

Like today there ain't racism

Obviously y'all ain't see

Black folks on TVJudgment calls

Made on behalf of you and me

Or you and I

Do or dieI say an I for an I

Dividin' line

Got the poor people

Payin' for crimeCorporations gettin' paid off our jail time

Now y'all can tell Russell

Yes, I knock the hustle'Cause 2 million in lock down

Under federal muscle

Beyond the streetsThese kids is always watchin'

Watching some of these jerks

When they go berserk

So I work

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