The era of martin and Malcolm have ended, our hope has descended, the
BPP have faded and thus were still waiting, for our piece of the pie,
long been denied, to survive one must cheat, steal and lie. Street
factions, tribe wars, dispute met with the sword, or spear, both bring
tears, evoke blood and fear, so you see what's gwanin in the
motherland ain't to different from here. Human greed sews the seed,
for the fields must bleed, the cash cow ever gluttonous, it must
always feed. Genocides funded, freedom erodes, vile regimes erected,
violence unfolds, for the seizure of rare stones, metals and black
gold, any price, all atrocity, easily condoned. But don't
misunderstand, it don't matter which land, brother kills brother at
behest of uncle Sam, but I shall not comply with his tyrannical plan,
I get but one life, I shall be my own man, I'll never run, never ran
from a Nazi or the klan so I'll never turn my back on my fellow black
man. But my people are so hungry that we attack without reason, you
see an ad, donate a dollar and you think you feed them? Conditions
like these cannot persist, cheeks spread open, waiting for d***, we
grow tired of domination, rooted in myth and folklore, the beast may
lie dormant, that don't mean it won't roar. We are black, we are
proud, we must stand, we must fight, our wrath must be known, not kept
from sight. The well has run dry, hasn't rained for some time, our
will ignored, dreams cast aside, we seek reinstallment of the
revolution, we're dying at the cost of our own pollution. Brought no
solutions, to these truth contusions, from all this follows hopeless
delusion, crime shall not cease, until poverty ceased, there is no
need for more prisons or more police. Inequity brings disdain, which
in turn brings inflammation but efficiency must follow, or flame
engulfs nation. So when they knock on your front door, how you going
to come, with hands behind head or on trigger of gun? When they kick
down your front door, how you going to go, shot down on the pavement,
or waiting in death row? They'll crush us, they'll bruise us, they
care not how we feel, but none are invincible, they shall answer to
black steel.
