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Every January 16th, it's "The dreamer, the dreamer"
And all of you say, "I have a dream, the dreamer"
And what did he dream? It stuck him right there
And little black boys, and little white girls
Will one day hold hands together

Shit
Is that where it's at? Is that where it's at now?
Them little blacks hands are yours
You can't hold the black brothers' hands?

But you gonna grow old holdin' crackers' hands
Before you hold each other's hands?
You gonna walk with your enemy
Before you learn to walk with one another?
How sick can you be?
(Enemy)

Where you gonna go when the brothers wanna bust a shot
where you gonna go when I wanna kill blood clot
Super cat said that the ghetto red hot
Bust a gloc, bust a gloc, devils get shot

Nappy-headed, no-dreaded look where ya read it
Buck the devil, buck the devil, look who said it
Listen what I say after 1995, not one death will be alive
God will survive, him protect the civilized

Who really cares if the enemy lives or dies?
Not me, not me
Me never eat from the tree with the apple
I'd rather have a Snapple

Do you know where you're going to
Do you know where you're runnin' from
Scared of the sun, I live in the sun
You shrivel up like a raisin

And burn like the blunt that I'm blazin'
Ku klux klan scared of my nutty beats
'Cause them nutty beats equal bloody sheets
Out number you somethin' like 15 to 3
See, don't love your enemy

Enemies, enemy runnin' from the G
Enemies, enemy, you're my enemy
Enemies, enemy, when will I see?
Enemies, enemy R.I.P.

Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya?
J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I woulda knew ya
With the boom ping ping is the ring from the fire
Me not afraid, 'cause me know Elijah

Goin' to the East but straight from the West side
Swing down sweet chariot, nad let me ride
Through the fire, through the fire that will please us
I know that Farrakhan is your baby Jesus

Devil don't you know I'm a soldier?
In God's name and the baby claim I'm gonna hold ya
Like Folger's Crystals feds
I'ma pick your ass like Juan Valdez

You don't care if me die from the cracka
You don't care if me have a heart attacka
You don't care if me get car jacka
You don't care 'cause you're nothing but a cracka

Now it's Judgment Day, and Allah'll never play
"Freedom got an AK", them Guerrilla say
Bobby Seale said, "Please make it rough, bro"
When God give the word, me herd like the buffalo

Through your neighborhood, watch me blast
Tribe of Shabazz, get in that ass
You shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me
Now you're just a enemy

Enemies, enemy runnin' from the G
Enemies, enemy, you're my enemy
Enemies, enemy, when will I see?
Enemies, enemy R.I.P.

Now I change my style up, my style up,bodies pile up
Just to trouble you, throwin' out the W
Sent me a subpoena
'Cause I kill more crackas then Bosnia, Herzegovina

Each and every day out a siz-tre Chevrolet
With the heavy A to the muthafuckin' K
Now you treat me like a germ
'Cause your scared of the super sperm

Please don't bust 'til you see, the whites of his eyes
The whites of his skin, the whites of his lies
Nappy head nigga with the bone in his nose
Ya scared I'ma put this bone in your hoes

But I don't wanna, I've been to cona
From the cave bitch with the nasty persona
Hit me with the big black billy club
'Cause you white and your hoe than a silly nub

Three men in the tub, rub-a-dub-dub
And it's really scary, now they're in the military
Sodom and Gomorrah, devil read your Torah
Bible, Holy Qur'an

Once again it's on, got the hollow point Teflon
And the brother Ron
Once again it's on, got the hollow point Teflon
And the brother Ron

So who's next?
(Devil)
With Dub C, Brother G
Crazy Toons is a crazy coon ready for the enemy
High off the Hennesy

Hundred ten degree, no it's not Tennessee
West L.A., what the hell can I say?
Niggas wanna play, each and every day
Pass me the pill, a nigga shoot the J

Rougher than the roughest rough muthafucka, had enough muthafucka?
Handcuff this muthafucka with the duct tape, tie it to the bumper
Grab his bitch, dump her, 'cause nobody wanna hump her
They call me Thumper 'cause I thump 'til it hurt

Knock your dick in the dirt, puttin' in work
Master Farad Muhammad comin' like a comet
When they see em, they all start to vomit
1995, Elijah is alive, Lewis Farrakhan, NOI
Bloods and Crips and little ol' me
And we all gettin' ready for the enemy
Every January 16th, it's "The dreamer, the dreamer"   And all of you say, "I have a dream, the dreamer"   And what did he dream? It stuck him right there   And little black boys, and little white girls   Will one day hold hands together      Shit   Is that where it's at? Is that where it's at now?   Them little blacks hands are yours   You can't hold the black brothers' hands?      But you gonna grow old holdin' crackers' hands   Before you hold each other's hands?   You gonna walk with your enemy   Before you learn to walk with one another?   How sick can you be?   (Enemy)      Where you gonna go when the brothers wanna bust a shot   where you gonna go when I wanna kill blood clot   Super cat said that the ghetto red hot   Bust a gloc, bust a gloc, devils get shot      Nappy-headed, no-dreaded look where ya read it   Buck the devil, buck the devil, look who said it   Listen what I say after 1995, not one death will be alive   God will survive, him protect the civilized      Who really cares if the enemy lives or dies?   Not me, not me   Me never eat from the tree with the apple   I'd rather have a Snapple      Do you know where you're going to   Do you know where you're runnin' from   Scared of the sun, I live in the sun   You shrivel up like a raisin      And burn like the blunt that I'm blazin'   Ku klux klan scared of my nutty beats   'Cause them nutty beats equal bloody sheets   Out number you somethin' like 15 to 3   See, don't love your enemy      Enemies, enemy runnin' from the G   Enemies, enemy, you're my enemy   Enemies, enemy, when will I see?   Enemies, enemy R.I.P.      Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya?   J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I woulda knew ya   With the boom ping ping is the ring from the fire   Me not afraid, 'cause me know Elijah      Goin' to the East but straight from the West side   Swing down sweet chariot, nad let me ride   Through the fire, through the fire that will please us   I know that Farrakhan is your baby Jesus      Devil don't you know I'm a soldier?   In God's name and the baby claim I'm gonna hold ya   Like Folger's Crystals feds   I'ma pick your ass like Juan Valdez      You don't care if me die from the cracka   You don't care if me have a heart attacka   You don't care if me get car jacka   You don't care 'cause you're nothing but a cracka      Now it's Judgment Day, and Allah'll never play   "Freedom got an AK", them Guerrilla say   Bobby Seale said, "Please make it rough, bro"   When God give the word, me herd like the buffalo      Through your neighborhood, watch me blast   Tribe of Shabazz, get in that ass   You shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me   Now you're just a enemy      Enemies, enemy runnin' from the G   Enemies, enemy, you're my enemy   Enemies, enemy, when will I see?   Enemies, enemy R.I.P.      Now I change my style up, my style up,bodies pile up   Just to trouble you, throwin' out the W   Sent me a subpoena   'Cause I kill more crackas then Bosnia, Herzegovina      Each and every day out a siz-tre Chevrolet   With the heavy A to the muthafuckin' K   Now you treat me like a germ   'Cause your scared of the super sperm      Please don't bust 'til you see, the whites of his eyes   The whites of his skin, the whites of his lies   Nappy head nigga with the bone in his nose   Ya scared I'ma put this bone in your hoes      But I don't wanna, I've been to cona   From the cave bitch with the nasty persona   Hit me with the big black billy club   'Cause you white and your hoe than a silly nub      Three men in the tub, rub-a-dub-dub   And it's really scary, now they're in the military   Sodom and Gomorrah, devil read your Torah   Bible, Holy Qur'an      Once again it's on, got the hollow point Teflon   And the brother Ron   Once again it's on, got the hollow point Teflon   And the brother Ron      So who's next?   (Devil)   With Dub C, Brother G   Crazy Toons is a crazy coon ready for the enemy   High off the Hennesy      Hundred ten degree, no it's not Tennessee   West L.A., what the hell can I say?   Niggas wanna play, each and every day   Pass me the pill, a nigga shoot the J      Rougher than the roughest rough muthafucka, had enough muthafucka?   Handcuff this muthafucka with the duct tape, tie it to the bumper   Grab his bitch, dump her, 'cause nobody wanna hump her   They call me Thumper 'cause I thump 'til it hurt      Knock your dick in the dirt, puttin' in work   Master Farad Muhammad comin' like a comet   When they see em, they all start to vomit   1995, Elijah is alive, Lewis Farrakhan, NOI   Bloods and Crips and little ol' me   And we all gettin' ready for the enemy