War at 33 1/3, haven't you heard   I got quick and clever at the level   Of a scientist with this list   My fist pumps, chumps and don't miss      Sorry majority grudgin' against the enemy   And any other nigger wit an attitude see   And any other rapper whose a brother   Who try to speak to one another      Gets smothered by the other kind   No so divine so I heard it through the grapevine   Sent the feds out to get mine   Time yo-yo to go Bronco in 90-91   Laughin' while they're searchin' for my 98      Accelerate the race from the chase   Looka my face   It ain't hate but they don't want a debate   To take great      Can I live my life without 'em treatin'?   Every brother like me, like we're holdin'   A knife alright time to smack Uncle Sam   Don't give a damn, look at the flag      My bloods a flood without credit   Black and close to the edit   I fed it, you read it, just remember who said it   War at 33 1/3 not really live, I rather do it at 45      Went west in the quest for my intelligence   Climbed a fence took a teacher on   Ain't seen him since, hence he winced   And convinced that the Black      Was back revolving to a renaissance   Bronze to gold I told felt bold   Taught a so called teacher our role   In civilizin' the whole globe      Banned unplanned as I said   I don't break down religion why?   There ain't a smidgen for a pigeon   Nature for bird, dog, worm or lion      So my question to man is, so why the lyin'?   God's law I saw is natural factual   Only man creates a waste   Defiance in his haste      Based on scheme a scam   From some mastermind damn if we read it   And we see it and still be blind   No need to search a fake church      Evangelical, huster   Anglo taxin' to muscle ya   Check I wreck you guess yes   All the bullshit now that's progress