Intro/chorus:      Ninety-two! the rebel comes back   I wanna go home, so won't you please go home   I wanna go home, so won't you go home   I wanna go home, so won't you please go home   I wanna go home, so nigga go home      Verse one:      Yo, it's burning in paris, demaris, the madness, I've had this   The sadness, even gladys, lost her pips   It means it's time to make a trip to johannesburg   I don't care -- what the word is about   Cause my history has to spout   From all over the land while I eat some trout   Cause america, my motherland ain't hearing ya   If I can catch her, thatcher damn I'll use my derringer   Political polls calls for death tolls, bullet holes   Wolves in the fold   The sum can't be greater than the whole   But many have died -- died while they cried   Pearl harbord ninety-two, that's the idea   I mean port natal it's right there   The revolution won't be televised this time      The schematics draw from the mind   Besides physical we need mental fighters   For the destruction of the vipers   The coffee without the sugar and the cream is too strong   And we're back where we belong      Chorus      Verse two:      The winners, legends or beginners   Get on the scene and then they turn into sinners   Yes they say they're a born again christian   Read a Bible but they're really on a mission   That's hostile so sing your gospel   Check the region of the first man fossil   Plain truth embedded in hieroglyphics   The specifics of american civics get real sticky   Rap has put it back on track   With hard core conscious rap   But magazine fiends aim for the gut   What should I do? keep my mouth shut?    Hell no! the editor scandal predator   Hip-hop predator racist pig etcetera   Political henchmen why you never mention   Is it because you're trying to save your pension?    A lot of power and strength locked away in prison   Yeah yellow journalism cause we delete love   And push the word in our songs   And we're back where we belong      Chorus      Verse three:      We need some kind of power, some kind of skill   Keep one fb-i/eye open cause you know they wanna kill us   Cause we're dangerous to their plan   We rule the whole damn land   Basketball, baseball, music, tv, movies, even art   But they're smart   Somehow makes us fight among ourselves   Place pictures of our prophets upon their shelves   They kill this, kill that one, paid us to kill him   Such a bright future now looks dim   But the empire will strike back with much more than a rap   How're you gonna react   I once said burn the plueprints on the counterattack to redeem   Causer racial peace is our dream   But it's a dream we have that won't come true   We've been talking peace for a few   Black is not, it never left   I don't need no beads placed around my chest   To be considered a black man   A picture of malcolm is not on my wall   He's in my heart, that's smart   And then there's uncle toms that's partial   And kids that don't know thurgood marshall   Grab gold of reality g real strong   We're going back to where we belong      Chorus