Peep the math, Mau Mau be about land and freedom   Reparation and apologies, for Africa to America Odysseys   Guerrilla type tactics on them socialistic fallacies   It be about, the devastations of the social doministic thought   Keep a brown man down sport   They wantin' to keep eye in vengeance set nigga   The way Franz Fanon put it, you lucky I ain't wretched yet      You fucked up in the game now   It's big black, Mr. Chairman of the Mau Mau   I hear the world in all black surround sound   Barricaded so you can't move around now      Doing this for my clan that ain't around now   Buried six feet deep beneath the ground now   My loud sound pound down make the earth crush in and bow down   There's fault lines in the ground now shake 'em down      Black Chevy, Mau Maus, get ready   Blaow blaow, black deadly, femme fatal   Underground, rats in this rat race   And black race cats sell out to the black face      And rag grin, laugh not my light skin   Be S M O O T H from P H   Backseat strappin' in   'Cause I'm the only bitch with big black and them      Who the crew? M A U, M A U, gun ready   'Bout to attack the track with black is black   Well how black? Black heart, black mind, black soul   Mau Maus we was born to roll      Who the crew? M A U, M A U, aim fire   'Bout to attack the track with black is black   How black? Black womb till we reach the black hearse   What's black? Shade of the Universe      Yo, yo yo when mo black start to black out bitches pass out   Stick my black dick in they mouth and dig they back out   Black monk like The Salonius   The government got a black phobia      That's why they tap my black Nokia   Black fathers, black mothers, black brothers   Handcuffed to each other, goin' upstate in black buses   Black thugs, wrap drugs in backwoods      Smoke till they got black tongues   Black lips and black lungs   Black is black, wack MC's get smacked   Forced to go home and dial 1 800 I can't rap      Aiyyo who that? Yo right there blue eyes, and black hair   Kill 'em with a rhyme, or the bottom of my Nike Air's   So quick son pick one, you don't want me to finish   Or I'll quickly take you to 1950 and do you like the British      Head on a spear, contusions ear to ear   For Africa maxima, I'm a drive you out of here   Mr. 1 16th, born to kill your self esteem   Born from part devil, part cracker from queens   Knowledge that we drop, you don't even build with   That's like me winnin' a rap Grammy, givin' it to Little Smith      Who the crew? M A U, M A U, gun ready   'Bout to attack the track with black is black   Well how black? Black heart, black mind, black soul   Mau Maus we was born to roll      Who the crew? M A U, M A U, aim fire   'Bout to attack the track with black is black   How black? Black womb till we reach the black hearse   What's black? Shade of the Universe      Yo everything black is wack and shit   Blackheads, blackmail, black cats and shit   Funerals, niggaz gotta wear black and shit   Black cars, black clothes on they backs and shit      Blackballed, if we don't kiss they ass and shit   Blacklisted see ya nigga, and you're gone that's it   White bitches, they wanna be black and shit   Tan lotion on they white flat ass and shit      Aiyyo all the Mau Maus gather up and let's attack   Because they're tryin' to fuck with our images   And I think that shit is crazy wack   And as a matter of fact, they want us niggaz   To smile and laugh I guess they never seen a bloodbath      Brothers and sisters are dyin', babies are bein taken out   So what the fuck they want me to rap about?   About how happy I am, to be livin' in the slum   Where little shorties walk around totin' big guns      Who the crew? M A U, M A U, gun ready   'Bout to attack the track with black is black   Well how black? Black heart, black mind, black soul   Mau Maus we was born to roll      Who the crew? M A U, M A U, aim fire   'Bout to attack the track with black is black   How black? Black womb till we retilach the black hearse   What's black? Shade of the Universe      Hard black droppin' science, born to roll   Mau Maus droppin' science, born to roll   Hard black droppin' science, born to roll   Mau Maus droppin' science, born to roll      Nigga, nigga you think these rhymes?   You think they fuckin' rhymes? this this this this philosophy   This the end of red neck ass catastrophes   Puttin' a plunger in the ass of my history      Forty one shots of reality for the generations to come after me   As it be, hell hath no fury like a black man scorned   Nigga black is black, you've officially been warned   Nigga you've officially been warned      You hear me? you've you you've officially been warned   You've been told nigga, you've been fuckin' officially been warned   This is for your dome, straight up   Mau Mau style, back from the forest knahmean?      You've officially been told how it's gon' come down   End of millennium style   You've officially been told how it's gon' be, knahmean?   Hard black, Mau Mau      Smooth black, Mau Mau   Big black, Mau Mau   1 16th black, Mau Mau   Joe Black, Mo Black, Double Black