Time to get the present situation straight and legit
‘cause I must have skipped some sh*t
Yo everybody wants a piece of peace
Or a chance at least to see violence cease
(Check it out)
Brothers they’re still out to get you, trust me
Blind as a bat, in fact they must be
Searching for a way to escape from hell, and every minute
They find themselves deeper in it
They say the strong will survive the longest
Still some don’t know what makes ‘em strongest
A definite wrong guess if you thinking that money really makes you strong
‘cause in fact
It’s sad and it makes me mad, really mad as hell
‘cause they buy us with what they sell
Give a mother*cker a car and a chance to make a movie
Suddenly he’s a star, it don’t move me
School or church can’t repair the damage done
To the wealthy the poor don’t matter none
To the healthy, the sick are a shame to see
Someone else you don’t wanna be
They might as well call this American dream a nightmare
‘cause once you’re up somethin’s right there
To down you, stress you out, cloud your temple
Complicate a world that was originally simple
Everything’s f*cked with,
Now we’re stuck with spiritual aggravation
Right along with the world’s leading nation
So they say
Leading us and itself the wrong way
No one man you ever saw
Could ever say, and really mean
That he’s fully clean
He is a picture they didn’t paint
Yo, one simple fact they couldn’t take
Even though people weak or strong
Fuss or fight, the simple fact is
We’re all wrong
And we’re all right, and all righteous
Everybody has a heart and it might just
Take a little time or another rhyme from a brother’s mind
To find life for us sublime
Love and hate are extremes with no middle
Most hate the truth and love dreams and riddles
The dream is whatever the scheme is
Winning it all for yourself no matter what the scene is
The truth is, black or white, girl or guy
We all start life the same and all die
Everybody wants the lead or the best
Thinking that the need is cash, f*ck the rest
I’m telling you, you need no man teach you
See for yourself, you’re a teacher too
Remember when the race of men go
The trees’ll still grow, the winds’ll still blow, and yo
It’s time all people know
All people come from the womb and end in the tomb
So before you say you know who you are
Or assume, you’re brighter or better,
Bigger, smaller – whatever
Yo,you better get it together
Take it to the church
Black is a force to be reckoned with
Black is a force to be seen
Black is a force to be reckoned with
Kno-kno-kno-kno-kno know what I mean
Black is a force to be reckoned with
Black is a force to be seen
Black is a force to be reckoned with
Kno-kno-kno-kno-kno know what I mean
One rhyme can guide mankind like a map
Then again you can make ‘em blind with one rap
My rhymes’ll guide you just like a shepherd if you were sheep
Or if you was asleep
Yo, I keep close in touch with my brothers
Even if I might sing off or pull string off
A guitar when in a rage on a stage
But I got far, and when I get far and I’m paid
I’ma bleed and give you lotsa
Me and my way of life, a rasta
Now I gots’ta
Keep on talking and avoiding fools
Punk flights of fancy with the knowledge from school
But could I say watch the teachers
Or could I say you watch the preachers in church on Sunday
Anyway nothing moves the cat
Yeah I’m listening but I don’t groove to that
Get it together
Know what I mean (repeat 8x’s)
Black is force to be reckoned with
Black is a force to be seen
Black is a force to be reckoned with
know what I mean
(repeat and fade)
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Lyrics submitted by H.