Lyrics
Black people still slaves in a cage called the ghetto,
The first ones started in Poland back in World War II,
All the racism really needs to let go,
It’s a state of hate from the devil and it’s still true,
Everything teach the youth from the day they breathe air,
Taught that differences are wrong so they wouldn’t see clear,
Learned the hate from their race against people with a different face,
Living in a different place, grow with different tastes,
That’s why they segregated, AKA separated,
So the other race wouldn’t make it, fill them up with hatred,
When you’re mad, things are so frustrating,
Lies by these guys are no surprise when they’re training,
Retaliating, it comes from natural reactions,
Wrong but understandable, statements retracted,
Equal rights established, hatred got buried,
Now it’s like the evil underground and their souls are married,
Secret cults and societies hold knowledge from the people,
Most won’t understand and declare the speech as evil,
Murdered Malcolm X out of hate and desperation,
Most work the same job except receive less wages,
White wash the pages, condemn and murder pagans,
Sin as much as them, but control the population,
East Indians brought the slave men from the country,
And sold them to these pasty bastards so that they could make money,
Lazy Europeans sick of bad leadership,
Felt they were higher cause of knowledge they weren’t teaching them
Constantly beating them, what we would call mistreating them,
Pick and choose who could screw each other, procreating men,
Strong and strong, equal strongest on the fields,
I’m a scholar full of knowledge with the skills, being real,
Post apocalyptic, sample sounding cryptic,
That’s why it fit terrific, cause I’m spitting on some sick shit,
When people hear music, they want to get jiggy,
Spread disease throughout the city, man, its such a pity,
Most people in LA never seen the Ghetty,
Hustle with they work up until they get sweaty,
Beads feed thieves give fiends what they need,
Stolen property properly plants the deed in seeds,
Grow to do what they see, no father, got a TV,
How you wonder why daughter ended up so greedy,
It’s petty, quick jimmy, hot wire Chevy,
Fast cars down the boulevard a crime that you can’t levy,
Cash will get it fast, your evidence is advance,
Let’s hope that you can pay that, 20 Gs as payback,
Waste it on a Maybach, I love cars, hate to say that,
You love bars, getting drunk since way back,
Fail test in first grade and you can stay back,
Mom and dad don’t stand up don’t you hate that?
They doubt their children like I doubt my stockbroker,
Doubt the weedman when he drive a hot nova,
No reason for the thieving in the evening by the heathens,
Weak when they was young, didn’t hung what they believe in,
Draping from the bedside, let’s ride, in Bedstuy,
Matter fact, let’s not, and say we did, the best die,
Young, whattup son, yeah, where’s ya heat at,
I fear no man with a weapon, please believe that,
Still out to get cash, please tell me where the G’s at,
Behind the door guarded by a man with a green hat,
Vagabond style, mega bombs hold mega bonds,
Hydrogen compressed then ignited blow mega parts,
Maybe you can stay apart, piece together ways to part,
Quick escape, don’t be late, or else you’ll get left behind,
Left to die, the roughest game, next to Rugby,
Push hard when upset that’s why the haters always try to shove me,
