Come on!  Uggh!  Come on, although ya try to discredit  Ya still never edit  The needle, I'll thread it  Radically poetic  Standin' with the fury that they had in '66  And like E-Double I'm mad  Still knee-deep in the system's shit  Hoover, he was a body remover  I'll give ya a dose  But it'll never come close  To the rage built up inside of me  Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy    Movements come and movements go  Leaders speak, movements cease  When their heads are flown  'Cause all these punks  Got bullets in their heads  Departments of police, the judges, the feds  Networks at work, keepin' people calm  You know they went after King  When he spoke out on Vietnam  He turned the power to the have-nots  And then came the shot    Yeah!    Yeah, back in this...  Wit' poetry, my mind I flex  Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse  Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up  To shake ya up, to break the structure up  'Cause blood still flows in the gutter  I'm like takin' photos  Mad boy kicks open the shutter  Set the groove  Then stick and move like I was Cassius  Rep the stutter step  Then bomb a left upon the fascists  Yea, the several federal men  Who pulled schemes on the dream  And put it to an end    Ya better beware  Of retribution with mind war  20/20 visions and murals with metaphors    Networks at work, keepin' people calm  Ya know they murdered X  And tried to blame it on Islam  He turned the power to the have-nots  And then came the shot    Uggh!  What was the price on his head?  What was the price on his head!    I think I heard a shot (5 times)  I think I heard, I think I heard a shot    Background: 'Black nationalism'   'He may be a real contender for this position should he   abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine   of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism'   'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to   pinpoint potential trouble-makers...'   'And neutralise them'    Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!  Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!    Spoken: "How long? Not long, 'cause   what you reap is what you sow."