Yeah it would be cool it could be too   Stop runnin' 'round in circles off a what we fuel   Livin' them lies eventually believin' it's true   A lot of people here for us one could be you   It's outrageous and they just ain't nothin' but save us    An ocean of brown fists in various flavors   A favor for a favor man, this is the majors   Tell me what you would do with no phones or pagers   No Kinko's, no Fed Ex and no ATM's   What you gon' do when the police state begins   Well it already began but I guess it depends on what's really going on   What's happenin', huh   Military target practicing   They gunna write another patriot act again   The days is short the nights is long   The fight goes on   The pistol and the pipes is drawn   Come on      In the middle of the night   We fight like    Barbarians in sight of the former might   You might think that it's a waste   Of our time   And I think you would be right   'Til he drop that rhyme      And some might say that it's a waste a time   'Cause ain't no amount of dancin' finna break the bondage   We go to war and transcend space an' time   When every record ain't a record just ta shake behinds   You know the stakes is high we in the face a drama   That's why we can't shake it or escape the problem   It's like a game of roulette the barrel revolvin'   They only wanna see us occupying a coffin   Mothers crying too often from they lost child leaving   From trying to get over, get under, get even   Get inside, getting it, getting dumped, getting greedy   We got to get it right   It's not about to be easy   You better pull you goggles up, it's about to get greasy   Believe it's on as long as we can still speak freely   The pages of my life would make it hard to read me   I know my people hearin' me, holler if y'all need me, word