I was born black, I live black,    and I'ma die probably because I'm black   because some cracker that knows I'm black   better than you nigga, is probably gonna put    a bullet in the back of my head!!      Yeah our lives fucked up, no doubt   All this shit we go through every day   Sometimes a nigga don't know what the fuck to do   But see I got my niggas   And we gon organize a people army   And we gon get control over our own lives   And I mean that shit right there from the bottom of my shit   I Ching      [Verse 1]   Yeah, yeah   Imagine havin no runnin water to drink   Chemicals contaminate the pipes leadin to your sink   Just think, if the grocery stores close they doors   And they saturate the streets with tanks and start martial law   Would you be ready for civil war   Could you take the life of somebody you know,    or have feelings for if necessary?   I got cousins in the military   But far as I'm concerned they died, when they registered      [Verse 2]   Yo, this world is oh so cold, I think about my ancestors   Being sold, and it make me wanna break the mold   Fuck the gold and the party, train yourself, clean your shottie   Tell me what you gon do to get free, we need more than MC's   We need Hueys, and revolutionaries   The niggas on the streets today, it's kinda scary   The smell around my way ain't roses or strawberries   In fact it's kinda poisonous, bringin out the boy in us   But I'ma stand up on my own, like a man do   Dominate the land and make wealth, like Fu-Manchu   Yes the peoples army stick togehther like glue   We represent the I-Ching, and to this we stand true   Military formation, anyone participation is welcome   Each one teach one, son help son   Just one gun is all it take to get it started   Livin in the wilderness of the west we cold hearted      HOOK 2X:   If you don't think it could happen think again my son   Be prepared for the worst that's yet to come   We want freedom, prophecies and ancient wisdom   Cataclsym, niggas be like fuck the system      I don't wanna be no movie star   I don't wanna drive no fancy car   I just wanna be free, to live my life, to live my own life      [Verse 3]   Yeah, I'm for peace   But I'll kill ya if ya fuck with my moms or my niece   See we all want peace, but the problem is   Crackers want a bigger piece   Got it where the niggas can't get a piece   That's why police get stabbed and shot   Cuz a nigga can't eat if the ave is hot   Locked up you get three hot meals and one cot   Then you sit and rot, never even got a fair shot   That's where a whole lotta niggas end up   My man moms even got sent up, tryin to keep the rent up   When I'm bent up I think alot about the reason I'm here   I think about the things I fear in the comin years   Ahead of me, I'm ready for whatever they bring though   I'd go against a tank wit a shank for my dreams   And that's my fuckin word   One day the whole world will smoke herb   And niggas won't get took to jail for hangin on the curb      HOOK 2X      (next part of hook)      HOOK