Land of the free   But the skin I'm in identifies me   So the people around me   Energize me   Callin' all aboard this train ride   Talkin' 'bout raw hardcore   Leavin' frauds on the outside   But the bad thing is anyone can ride the train   And the reason   For that is 'cause we look the same   Lookin' all around at my so called friend   Light skin to the brown   The black   Here we go again   Homey over there knows Keith an   But he be thiefin'   I don't trust him   Rather bust 'em   Up out goes his hand and I cough   He once stole from me   Yeah I wanna cut it off   The black thing is a ride I call the nighttrain   It rides the good and the bad   We call the monkey trained   Trained to attack the black it's true   'Cause some of them look just like you      Stayin' on the scene   Sittin' on the train   See all the faces   Look about the same   There go the sellout who's takin' a ride like Cargo   'Cause he deal   The keys from Key Largo   Runnin' Nat narcotic   By George he got it   Takin' makin' the G erotic   And the fiends they scheme   So he can put 'em down   But his method is wreck 'em   Put 'em in tha ground   Got tha nerve as hell   To yell brother man   He ain't black man   'Cause he ate his Pac Man   Known to murder his own   Traitor on the phone   Ridin' the train   Self-hater trained   To sell pain   The master's toy   Little boy   Hard to avoid he look wit' it but he null 'n' void   'Cause he ridin' the train you think he down for the cause   'Cause his face looks just like yours      The conductor, track the structure overstood   Nighttrain the plain, little engine that could   One express so let's next stops Mecca   A place to face to make a black man better   CL and Chuck D, we don't talk rubbage   But just like a slave, we gotta ride wit the luggage   On the nighttrain      More of the same insane who sayin'   Like flowin' like nighttrain   Runnin' the pain of the black reign   You look, you laugh   You doubt and go out   And I'm gone   But the bass goes on   To talk the talk, but walk the walk   The king of New York   Crack a lack attack the black   To crack the back   Once again I test a friend wit' sincerity   Or consider him an enemy   Who am I to tell a lie   Rather push the Bush   Hope da cracker get crushed   I'm rollin' wit Rush   Leader of the bum rush   Russian I ain't   Spreadin' like paint   Lookin' at the put I got   And its kickin'   But it ain't chicken   But it's livin' for a city   So sick 'n' tired   Of a scene buckwild, piled in a file   Senile or chile   They said it never been no worser   Than this, I'm on the nighttrain   They hope ya don't miss it   Give ya what dey gotta give you just go   You musn't just put your   Trust in every brother yo   Some don't give a damn   'Cause they the other man   Worse than a bomb   Posin' as Uncle Toms   Disgracin' the race   Blowin' up the whole crew   Wit' some of them lookin'   Just like you