I testified
My mama cried
Black people died
When the other man liedSee the TV listen to me double trouble
I overhaul and I'm comin'
From the lower level
I'm takin' tabsSho nuff stuff to grab
Like shirts it hurts
With a neck to wreck
Took a poll 'cause our soulTook a toll
From the education
Of a TV station
But look aroundHear go the sound of the wreckin' ball
Boom and Pound
When I
Shut 'em downOne two three four five
Six seven eight nine
What I use in the battle for the mind
I hit it hard
Like it supposedPullin' no blows to the nose
Like uncle L said I'm rippin' up shows
Then what it is
Only 5 percent of the bizI'm addin' woes
That's how da way it goes
Then you think I rank never drank, point blank
I own loansSuckers got me runnin' from the bank
Civil liberty I can't see to pay a fee
I never saw a way to pay a sap
To read the lawThen become a victim of a lawyer
Don't know ya, never saw ya
Tape cued
Gettin' me suedPlayin' games wit' my head
What the judge said put me in the red
Got me thinkin' 'bout a trigger to the lead
No noMy education mind say
Suckers gonna pay
Anyway
There gonna be a day'Cause the troop they roll in
To posse up
Whole from the ground
Ready to goThrow another round
Sick of the ride
It's suicide
For the other side of townWhen I find a way to shut 'em down
Who count the money
In da neighborhood
But we spendin' moneyTo no end lookin' for a friend
In a war to the core
Rippin' up the poor in da stores
Till they get a brotherKickin' down doors
Then I figure I kick it bigger
Look 'em dead in the eye
And they winceDefense is pressurized
They don't want it to be
Another racial attack
In disguise so give some money backI like Nike but wait a minute
The neighborhood supports so put some
Money in it
Corporations oweDey gotta give up the dough
To da town
Or else
We gotta shut 'em down
Songwriters
CARLTON RIDENHOUR, JAMES HENRY BOXLEY III, GARY J. RINALDOPublished by
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group