Hook
We don’t need another rapper, we need revolutionary/
So fight for ya people,And ride ya people
Live for ya people And die for ya people
Fuck the bull shit grind for ya people/

Verse 1
This for my hustlas, ballas, gangsta, cap pillas/
To survive in the hood you gotta be a killa/
But naw, that’s what they put in our mind/
With these rhymes design to have the blind lead the blind/
So we can’t find time to think/ bout to be extint/
We go decisions to make, cause we living on the brink/
Of death of revolution/ This is propaganda recruiting/
But the hammers cocked back ready for shooting/
We try to move the movement with the pen instead of the rifle/
But we do what we gotta for the people survival/
We can’t depend on the goverenment, you saw Katrina/
This our home land security, fuck a Fema/
Tax ya income but not there we you need em/
Lock up the niggaz and then give Iraqis freedom/
For that petrol to get doe, bush gone let moe/
Young Soldier die for a lie like death row/

Verse 2
This for my Trapstars, dope boys, and niggaz holding weight/
To survive in the hood you gotta know how to bake/
But wait/ and take minute to comtemplate/
Cocaine didn’t arrive in the place by mistake/
Why you think you can makeing cake, cooking crack/
So they can lock ya ass up that’s why they call it the trap/
65% or prisoners are black
So they want you to sell crack and stay strap/
Cause off of that they pockets can stay fat/
They get Free labor off ya back/ Matter of fact/
It’s the new plantation/
No compensation/ no occupation/
When you out on probation/
they want you back in the same situation/
No education and no jobs for ex-convicts
So it’s a new day ya but the same old shit/
So I spit for change fuck the money fuck the fame/
May not sell I mil but I’ll still be critically acclaimed/

Verse 3
This is for my ruff necks, thugs pimps in the club/
To survive in the hood you can’t show no love/
Uh uh, that’s what they want you to believe/and breath/
They bread seeds that lead us to bleed on streets/
We confuse greed for need/ and unleash the heat/
On our brothers man so now he can’t teach his seeds/
It’s killing us but we still just feed the beast/
Live in the fast lane and die from our need for speed/
Together we stand divide we concede defeat/
Self hatred yup, that’s how they mislead my peeps/
Cause I’ll hate you if in your eyes I’m seeing me/
But if we love we can achieve and indeed succeed/
We need to see through the lies leave the truth uncover/
This twisted system got us turned against each other/
Crabs in the barrel we can’t get no further
We rather kill our brother than kill for our brother/