Once again it's the dread and the bald head   Won't be satisfied till the devil's I see em all dead   Layin in a mass grave, for the past slaves they were stayin   Do you think a nigga forgot? Matter fact   My trigger's hot, you blink you gettin shot   And if the weather's hot, your body's gonna stink when it rot   Lord J got the arms, Sadat got the bombs   We don't feel shit, you cried a hit on ya moms   Now leave the bloody bitch in a ditch   Get'cha pretty penny if the mother of my enemy   My brother's sendin me four bursts from down south   And for the lies you told, I'm a buck you in the mouth   Now what the fuck's this all about?      Everybody gotta weapon   Who's gonna let burst the first shot? Hmm, I thought not   Feel the battle, tell Darryl that his first-born is dead   Shot in the back by the task force   I'm mistakin your face in a similar face   Got em murdered   Much like how the buffalo is herded by the pale face   Who threw some game on the Indian, who got jerked for New York   You better walk, got caught then wear your vest   We might throw somethin that's hollow   Brand Nubian ain't never been the ones, to follow nobody   We gotta lotta arms but I like to pump the shotty      Now what the fuck's this all about?      Now what the fuck's this all about?      Now what the fuck's this all about?      It's all about brothers risin up, wisin up   Sizin up a situation, but gettin fit within the nation   No deviation, a straight pathways down my wrath   I sing sounds of math on behalf   Of the Gods and the Earths, birthplace in space   You be fuckin with my turf when you be fuckin with my race   Now face, your maker and take your last breath   The time is half past death   Now what the fuck's this all about?      If you're less than a man, in my eyes   Then your head's off, and I'm a set off the wheels   Motherfuck the baby seals or savin the whales   All the crack sells, it's the Armageddon   So cancel the wettin   Go in the garage, find that old camouflage   Blend in like a mirage and explode   Take nothin lightly, crackers shootin nightly   Cos I don't need nobody that's gon' shoot me in the back   Black people show 'n' act and when they front, that's wack      Now what the fuck's this all about?      Now what the fuck's this all about?      Now what the fuck's this all about?      Now what the fuck's this all about?      Now what the fuck's this all about?      Now what the fuck's this all about?