We don't believe you cuz we the people are still here in the rear. Yo, we don't need you
to kill it all good young nigga move when we get hungry eat the same fucking food the ramen noodle
the simple voodoo is so maniacal we're liable to pull a choo choo the irony is that this bad bitch in my
lap she gon' tell me she make money she don't study that she gon' give it to me ain't gon' tell me
runnin' back she gon' take the brain of where the place you spit on that Victor has some signs with
it don't try to rhyme with it VH1 has a show that you can waste your time with guilty pleasure take
the edge of reality and pull a salary I'll probably do that just sporadically the odeguchi
boots are smitten with guana the IRS piranha so you make it keep coming niggas in the hood living
in a fishbowl gentrify here now it's not a shithole trend set up I know my shit's cold
all you black folks you must go all you Mexicans you must go and all you fuck folks you must go
the fog and the smog of the media the logs false narratives of guys that came up against the odds
we're not just niggas rappers with the bars it's kids with that big cosmic with the stars
you basses overlooking street art better hit street smart but you keep us off the chart some of the fucking numbers in your
statisticians you fucking know about true competition just like the AO picture on there talking about
hitting the only one who's hitting all the ones that's currently spittin' we got Jamissy Smith and
rubbin' on a little kitten dreamin' up a word that's equal for women with no division boy I tell you
that's vision like Tony Roma when he hit and with it the tribe be the best in 8 division Shahid Mohammed
cut it with precision who can come back years later still hit the shot still I'm trying to move you off
the fucking block Babylon blood clot you up on your head top
all you black folks you must go all you Mexicans you must go and all you fuck folks you must go
all you bad folks you must go
we don't believe you because we the people are still here in the rear yo we don't need you ain't
the killin' or good young nigga move when we get hungry eat the same fucking food the ramen noodle
the simple voodoo the soulin' ayaku reliable but pullin' choo choo the irony is that this bad bitch in my lap
she don't love me she make money she don't study that she gon' give it to me ain't gon' tell me runnin' back
she gon' take the brain of where the plane she spit on that the doors and signs with it don't try to rhyme with it
VH1 has a show that you can wait to top it filthy fuzzers take the edge of reality and for a salary
I probably do that just sporadically the OG Gucci boots are smitten with iguanas the IRS piranhas see your niggas gettin' comin'
niggas in the hood livin' in a fishbowl gentrify here now it's not a shit hole trend set up I know my shit's cold
and it's telling me because I ain't so bold with air all you black folks you must go
all you Mexicans you must go
and all you poor folks you must go
mollusks loves the gates boy we hate your ways
so all you bad folks you must go
the fog and the smog of new media the logs false narratives of guys that came up against the odds
we're not your singer rappers with the bars
it's kids with that big cosmic with the stars
you bastards overlooking street art better hit street smart but you keep us off the chart
some of the fucking numbers in your statistician
fuck you know about true competition just like the A.L. picture on there talkin' about it hittin'
the only one who's hittin' all the ones that's currently spittin' we got you missy smittin' rubbin' on a little kitten
dreamin' up a world that's equal for women with no division
boy I tell you that's vision
like Tony Romo when he hittin' wit'in
to try and be the best in 8 Division
Shaheem Muhammad cut it with precision
who can come back years later still hit the shot
still him tryin' move you off the fuckin' block
Babylon blood clock
you up on your head top
all you black folks you must go
all you Mexicans you must go
and all you poor folks you must go
all those lums and gays
boy we hate your ways
so all you bad folks you must go
fight the power
fight the power
fight the power
we got to fight the power
what we got to say
fight the power
what we got to say
fight the power
what we got to say
fight the power
what we got to say
fight the power
