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This is a warning, another cut to move on
Another beat that's so strong
Hold on and I get wicked in this song
Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom

P-Dog comin' up, I'm staying low
Pro-black and it ain't no joke
Comin' straight from the mod that broke shit last time
Now I'm back with a brand new sick rhyme

So black check time and tempo
Revolution ain't never been simple
Following the path from Allah for know just
Build your brain and we'll soon make progress

Paid your dues, don't snooze or lose
That came with the master plan that got you
So know who's opposed to the dominant dark skin
Food for thought as a law for the brother man

P-Dog with a gift from heaven
Tempo 116.7
Keeps you locked in time with the program
When I get wild I pile on dope jams

They spit on your flag and government
?Cause help the black was a concept never meant
Nigger please, food stamps and free cheese
Can't be the cure for a sick disease

Just the way the devil had planned it
Rape then pillage everyone on the planet
Then give 'em fake gods at odds with Allah
Love thy enemy and all that hooplah

Hear close to the words I wrote
Crack, cocaine are genocide on black folks
Cool when I write mine, never coulda missed this
Damn right when you think seditious

And I move swiftly, you can't get with me
The triple six moved quick but missed me
When I came off involved in conscience
So don't ask why next time I start this

Now let's get wild, allow me to freestyle
I build and fill your mind up with know-how
Common sense, a defense to next time
A pig tried to step to this, listen

Never let someone work on ya
They don't belong 'til they set you from
Ya can't be intrigued by the leads a pig lead
Unless you don't give a fuck to be free

Keep stompin' on, keep stompin'
Attitude but I ain't from Compton
I can't be fucked around or muffed around
I can't be held down, check the sound

And keep in tuned on point on target
The revolution won't be thwarted
A set back, ?cause my man it's plain to see
Lost in a white supremacy

So let the rhythm roll on while I kick this
Brothers gonna work it out, with a quickness
And now you know just why a panther went crazy
The devil made me
This is a warning, another cut to move on   Another beat that's so strong   Hold on and I get wicked in this song   Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom      P-Dog comin' up, I'm staying low   Pro-black and it ain't no joke   Comin' straight from the mod that broke shit last time   Now I'm back with a brand new sick rhyme      So black check time and tempo   Revolution ain't never been simple   Following the path from Allah for know just   Build your brain and we'll soon make progress      Paid your dues, don't snooze or lose   That came with the master plan that got you   So know who's opposed to the dominant dark skin   Food for thought as a law for the brother man      P-Dog with a gift from heaven   Tempo 116.7   Keeps you locked in time with the program   When I get wild I pile on dope jams      They spit on your flag and government   ?Cause help the black was a concept never meant   Nigger please, food stamps and free cheese   Can't be the cure for a sick disease      Just the way the devil had planned it   Rape then pillage everyone on the planet   Then give 'em fake gods at odds with Allah   Love thy enemy and all that hooplah      Hear close to the words I wrote   Crack, cocaine are genocide on black folks   Cool when I write mine, never coulda missed this   Damn right when you think seditious      And I move swiftly, you can't get with me   The triple six moved quick but missed me   When I came off involved in conscience   So don't ask why next time I start this      Now let's get wild, allow me to freestyle   I build and fill your mind up with know-how   Common sense, a defense to next time   A pig tried to step to this, listen      Never let someone work on ya   They don't belong 'til they set you from   Ya can't be intrigued by the leads a pig lead   Unless you don't give a fuck to be free      Keep stompin' on, keep stompin'   Attitude but I ain't from Compton   I can't be fucked around or muffed around   I can't be held down, check the sound      And keep in tuned on point on target   The revolution won't be thwarted   A set back, ?cause my man it's plain to see   Lost in a white supremacy      So let the rhythm roll on while I kick this   Brothers gonna work it out, with a quickness   And now you know just why a panther went crazy   The devil made me